Souls are wandering
in every corner
even now,
searching for nirvana
the truth,
it couldn’t find,
while being trapped
in a body driven by desires
the truth is out there,
somewhere sometime
it would bump into it,
but never in afterlife,
Never.
Sometimes we bury our self deep,
and refuse to get out,
the world outside is scary for us,
without a mere doubt,
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It’s easy to float dead,
in a pool of mistakes,
to float till the bottom,
to be choked by,
filth of one actions,
than to,
to swim to the brim,
wash the mistakes,
with water of repentance,
this mucky pool,
that has drown you so long,
in a suffocating trip to the bottom,
to come out,
is not easy,
but it’s worth it.
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