Every day I see myself in the mirror
Every day I ask myself a same question
I would rather say a different question, of a same question
Every day I smell the same flower
Everyday same voices are heard by me
Every day I smile, I talk, I regret, I move on
Every day, I aim to improve myself
Every day I breathe
There is a difference between breathing and respiring
Breathing is life itself, what an irony for me
And respiring is the reason for breathing
The reason to live
I am breathing
Standing still, while storms and clouds, both overpass me
I am a fat piece of flesh,
And the world to me is the blood that is supplied to me
Blood that is impure and highly urinated
But because of it, I gain oxygen for living, for respiring
But why give credit to the blood; it's the heart that is pumping,
And controlling the blood flow
Is the heart, God?
Or what
Because without blood, and heart, I could not survive
Let's assemble
Muscle is me, and my job is just not to breathe, but to respire
And find all the hidden reasons for living
And answer my questions
Or just strengthen myself, so much, that the body can take full advantage of my strength
The blood is the world out there, giving you food, and supply to live
Also giving you hardships to suffer, for example, fat globule and urine,
But don't worry, time will heel everything
Life will take away these from you, or at least your lymphatic capillaries will
You need a partner, so that you contract and relax, depending on it
And if life gives you problems, like fat globules, you can sometimes use them to strengthen
And without heart, what you are
Believe me, in reality, if there is whole world but no god, there will be no voice of silence
You are okay, and you know it
Heart will supply your food to you
Brain, the god, will manage all
Believe me, all above written was incorrect,
Unlike heart, god is enough for you
You are a mastermind, the brain, blood, and heart is in you
The piece of god is in you
You just have to search that piece of god inside you
To become the Iqbal ka Shaheen
And then god will Himself ask you, about your consents, in matter of fate
Just find that piece within yourself
And to find that, listen to answers and ask questions, that's why
Every day I see myself in the mirror
Every day I ask myself a same question
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