If waking is a mini birth
And sleeping, a minor death
Aren’t we born and dead everyday? ...... yes, we are. everyday it is happening.
Oh! How thousands immolate themselves........in true love it happen.
Both Triplets are well penned. Beautiful poems shared amazingly.
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