What began
Has to come to an end,
No matter what the relation is
Whether is family or friend,
They will all come and go
Leaving you being unsent,
Let them go
Before your end,
You are just taking all the sufferings
That if you go they had to attend,
You are settling them free,
From the world where changes tend,
You my friend,
Are just waiting for arrival of the end.
End of the world,
With you which began,
Till the time you live,
Find your purpose and live with exuberance.
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Poetember | Spoken poetry | Scrambled words
PoetryDON'T COME AT ME FOR WHAT I SAID, IGNORE MY GRAMMAR, PAY ATTENTION TO THE FEELINGS.
