Not everyone can enter,

in this world.

Not everyone can stay,

in this world.


There are lot of thongs to see,

There are lot of things to tolerate.

The happy sunshine,

And the gloomy rain.


An atmosphere of total silence,

And of a sudden rage.

I am not talking about our earth,

I am talking about my inner world.

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