WORRY IS A DEBT YOU DO NOT OWE
Been in search of that happiness since long
When found, It was nowhere else but within me
We all love ourselves most still
We take to heart worldy probllems
Said the wise, worry is a debt,
you do not owe to any body
Still we remain a prisoner
of ill-logical thinking all our lives
Never pay heed to the unsolicited
suggestion even if they in hundreds
If the suggestions have no value
to your issues on hands
When you raise one finger at others, just remember
Three finger are pointing at you; learn from nature
Do you know? Why does dead body float in the water
Simple dead body requires life to sink! ! !
What an irony our mind is the source of all worries
Also mind is the provider of the solutions to all our problems
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