Every day the words are born.

in #poem7 years ago

Every day the words are born.
Some of the things are in the hands of the hand
Feeling impaired in the mind of the mind suffers from malnutrition.
There are some things that have been stuck in the dustbin after birth.
They are the result of the weakness of the two minds
Many things are undesirable,
They are the acting skills of someone in their daily life.
Many orphans are helpless-their birth liabilities,
Nobody wanted to take charge!
Some things die during birth due to lack of midwife.
But most of the deaths of death are in pregnancy.
Yet every time the word is born,
Knowing the death is not the end of the conversation.
In the procession of death, the cheeks of the cheeks are lit.
Satiadah is the relationship between the fire of Chitta.