There are different stories to be told,
From different people of the world,
Some are warm, some are cold,
All are waiting to unfold.
People are great secret keepers,
Hiding their motives, desires and weaknesses,
But then every secrets are bound to be exposed,
No matter what it is it can't be hidden in the hollows.
People are the most complicated beings,
They mostly fear what life may bring,
Some yearn for things, some for feelings,
Some are simply careless about everything.
How horrible the world may be?
How can it change abruptly?
Why does people care more about the trend?
Than how to treat their good old friend.
The way they act, the way they think,
Mostly both are the opposite,
People are afraid of critics,
There are standards they want to meet.
From the way they dress, act and speak,
All are measured by a particular gauge,
The more they are praise, the more they waste,
That's how they raise their own leverage.
Well, to people "Sky is the limit",
But then still trying to surpass it,
The more they live, the more they greed,
That's how they forget what they greatly need.
~03/22/21~
YOU ARE READING
Inner Thoughts
Poetry- also known as " Words in Mind" "Neither said or heard It's always been hidden Buried deep within Lying on the tip of the pen."
