OPEN EYES AND SLEEPING SOUL





Life often seems to be a mockery,
An irony that we live every moment;
Only to die eventually And,
become a part of fleeting memory.

A farce that we try to enjoy,
A paradox that we try to solve.
Untill we awake and realize our folly;
We live blindly with open eyes and sleeping SOUL.

By © MRIDUTAA

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