The world seems barren and unreal,
But we are responsible for creating this hell,
We have neither any relevant existence
Nor any real consequence.
Truly, it is our onus now
To introspect ourselves
And find out earnestly our grievances,
So that we can solve these accordingly
And get back our real and heavenly world again.
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Unreal world! ! Full of wickedness. Real world! Full of righteousness. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.