Talking To Myself Poem by Chan Mongol

Talking To Myself



Only thinking and thinking, becoming old
Doing nothing and never was being sold!
Holding my kingship in my illusion
With individuality, character, own opinion!

It's better to be lazy than to be in the war
Why giving up the life as their soldier?
Why so fast? Why so rush? I take it easy
I am not their player and I don't feel dizzy!

One life to go and sticking in own structure
Why racing? Why hyper to be an aggressor?
Love ones died and I became astonished, worry
I rather give them company in thinking memory!

I came from zero and I will go back to zero
Wealth is temporary and no need to be a hero!
So, I surrender myself and try to forget me
I am a spiritual and try to sleep to be worry free!

Monday, July 9, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: talking,thinking
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Chan Mongol

Chan Mongol

East Bengal (Bangladesh)
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