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Why are we so depressed?
Is life, not providing us the best?
Why do we look down upon something,
Which is to be cherished, without thinking.
Life isn't a candle's fire,
Which we blow off oh so easily,
It is the candle 's wax
Which melts off, but holds firmly.
It isn't a broken stick,
Which pokes us weakly with its tip,
Its the strongest sword
Helping us to fight death's door.
Life is a leaf,
Fragile but pretty,
Provide it with essentials
And break your enemy's harmful treaty.
Treat it with kindness,
Light it through,
Treat it gently,
And let the reward seep through you.
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What A Poet Thinks
PoetrySometimes words do speak louder than actions; Sometimes thoughts are stronger than the acts expressed; Sometimes, its best to express a few words.... and leave the rest to the unknown.
