‘Mortal Things’ by Keerthana

           

My heart, you are reckoned to be unruffled, 

There are peaks to pass, 

streams to cross,

acquaintances to lose via robustness.

Precisely, this is the system. 

Sip it already 

to learn living bitterness. 

The throat can only 

take pleasure firmly 

with sweat, misery, and failures. 

The masses dread opportunities, 

Cashed by fearless beings. 

Life is a captivating expedition in timberland

to the eyeballs of those self-assured spirits 

rather than a 

life-threatening call. 

Fear of defeat wins the action 

with life-reversing 

prospects for many. 

Insecurities interfere with the 

discussions caused 

by traumas. 

End in comparison and conflicts. 

Darkness lays the first stone 

in the hearts of the helping populace. 

And the sole people 

with commitment, courage, 

and calmness 

gratify their objective, 

and flavour the blessings 

of the universe.  

And figure out the rest to give their best. 

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