THE TRUTH

THE TRUTH

A Poem by DIVYA
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I HOPE YOU LIKE IT. I LIKE TO WRITE BUT I AM NOT TOO GOOD AT ENGLISH. THIS IS SOMETHING THAT JUST CAME OUT OF ME. THANK YOU FOR READING.

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Next is sometimes unpredictable,
you think of possibilities,then
it makes you feel someone not able,
you lose your breath, when
you realize nothing matters.

What's the point in being bad?
What's the point in being mad?
Why can't we chill and
enjoy what's around us,
not taking part in the fuss.

What's the reason behind worrying?
When it only overwhelms,
And makes everything uneasing.
Why not be like the elms?

We don't exist, then
Why create trouble for ourselves,
and hear songs,when
to us it eases.
Why not write when
it makes brains happy to all men.
Why not dance, when
it makes our bodies happy, then
exercise our chords,
singing the words.

We don't matter,
neither do our troubles,
enjoy the matter
that's around us.

© 2017 DIVYA


Author's Note

DIVYA
I WELCOME ALL SORTS OF OPINIONS. PLEASE, TELL ME HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT IT.I HAVE MORE IF YOU GUYS WOULD LIKE TO READ MORE.THANK YOU.

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Added on July 12, 2017
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