Miniscule person’s big life-A short poem

Running after happiness and control in life to take own share of it,
but not able to catch up that is always ahead

Sometimes tired
sometimes settles throbbing questions that arise in the heart;

Those of have’s,
why can’t they feel great about it,
they say they worked hard for it or inherited it;

Nobody owns the substance for all the strength a person possess,
nor essence told anyone why they did not curate that strength;

All that is happening in one’s life, for all that longing,
the mind and energy of the words everybody desire, to be a catalyst in their life,
Hence reward, the built within and between us, is from nature and Almighty God.

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