Do we become who
we wage wars against?
Or do we wage wars
against our own being?

Are we just surfers
surfing over a sea?
A sea bearing colours
of a sky it'd never reach?

Are we life forms
casting shadows?
Or are we shadows
projecting a life?

Are we mere silhouettes
camouflaged in the dark?
Or are we darkness
confined to an outline?

Do the monsters under
our bed scare us?
Or do the monsters hide
under our bed, scared?

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What are we?
A product?
A buyer?
A seller?
Or a market?

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And here we are wondering how it would be to just wonder.
Wonder about the turns we didn't take and the choices we left behind.
Lost in this infinite we are here again in the same night.
Now the only candle left to be lit is for us to wonder what are we to each other?

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We are the elephants tied in ropes.
Unaware of the fact that the real life is just a pull away.

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What are we??

Am I a product?
Then yes, I am a product of betrayal of others, but most part of my life is made of loyalty of my loved ones.

Am I a seller?
Then yes, I am selling my time for money.

Am I a buyer?
Yes, I am buying happiness for my family.

Am I a market?
Yes, I have every variety of emotions and you will get whatever you give me in same amount.

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You will need hundreds of degrees and marks to be an IAS , engineer, doctor....To get a job ..To earn...And to run your family....
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BUT
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.You never need a degree to become a politician...to run the country...
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.Basically you need a qualification to run yourself but not for country

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What are we
If not our promises and words?

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Cast.. creed.. religion.. race.. color.. dynasty.. country..
What are all these, to be precise ?!
And do they define the existence of a person ?!
Whatever it might be.. according to my brain,
there are just two religions..
Of 'Right!' & 'Wrong!!'
Just like blacks and whites.
And we all are nothing but the greys lying amidst them,
switching shades.

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The tread towards the infinity
And the loss of the identity.
The blind race and the jeopardised soul,
Gives rise to the brutality among us,
To show the unending supremacy.
cravings to pluck the stars from heaven
To turn the movement of the wind,
To plunge rapidly into rivalry,
To blow out others glory,
And to change the heaven and the earth.
Everyone is misguided.
Stuck in thousands of illusions and desire.
Doing injustice with others.
But at last they will try to believe in eternity,in divinity .
Then the feeling will come ,
That the world around them is a mirage.

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