Wednesday, November 14, 2012

In search of Reality

What is the truth, what is reality?
No one can find, the mind so confused.
For moment of time we says that's good
Same thing when hurts we get angry on it.
Who is the friend, who is the enemy?
Mind thinks some, time says else.
It should be loved, that should be ignored,
But we were so wrong, next moment it proves.
They are the strangers; these are the close ones,
In time of needs unexpected things happens.
He was so polite, he was so rude,
Later we know that politeness is poison, rudeness is fruit.
I should do adventure it will give pleasure,
Adventure turns unusual whole wastage of leisure.
Some are so generous, friendly to strangers,
Some are so selfish, harmful to everyone.
God help me to survive between deceitful creatures,
I want to be virtuous, God give me such nature.
What is the truth, what is reality?
No one can find, the mind so confused.

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