These days
I became
So difficult people
The words
What i think
The words
What i speak
Sometimes
Even i myself
Don't understand
So i never wonder
If someone else
Doesn't understand it
Time is a river
It kept showering me
It kept sinking me
It kept floating me
It kept teaching me
How to listen
It kept telling me
Withing learning the art of listening
Learning is impossiple
Only copy is possible
We may not know
Where to paste
And where to post
Its just like
We live under the sunlight
But we don't see and understand
The beauty and power of sun
I mean the sun inside us
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