Choose Yourself Poem by Shraman bajracharya

Searches for the worthy pleasure
Recklessly in the dandy stage
Euphoric plastic made joy
Slowly fades away
Inhaling absorbing unknowingly
Or may be knowingly
Our soul get eventually cremated
Thou die so hard
In the isloation
No time even to get regret
Why are Thou so tempest?
To find the finest man made life
Search upon your narrow door
Peep through our peculiar window
Everything is with you
Embrace it
Soon Thou get to feel it
change it
And live it with a simple flow