the sun is rising
the day is shinning
but the mind is numb
thoughts pick up the crumbs
no wonder the mind is numb
it is surrounded by the mindful of slums
the news of selfish acts and betrayal dominates
let not the life to culminate
with no fulfillment but with some supplements
that came on the way
unexpected
sporadic happiness
followed the dampness
of chill
it is not the life that is to be
culmination of life as is must stop
the fulfilment to begin
leave the past behind
with ungrateful bums
let the ungrateful bums
enjoy their mindful slums
ideals sneak into the mind
to do something
to clean up the minds full of slums
are these thoughts of ideals ideal?
or the fulfilment of grandeur
clear your thoughts
seek the mindful of gravity
to know
to feel
the destiny
that is to be
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