Inspirations

By Anjali Sharma

Attachment is the root of all sorrow.

To the world you proffer,

From the world you borrow.

Ecstatic words, sparkling eyes,

Blushy cheeks, enchanting byes.

Depressed inside, in search to fly, Crying

over the soul’s demise.

The love stories of girls and guys, Remember

the fiction of pride and prejudice?

Rushing hours, succeed tomorrow,

Bloated physiques, inside we’re hollow.

Preparation for our funeral,

overmorrow, Is this the life we’re

inspired to follow?

By Anjali Sharma