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A little tiny Planet called Earth!


Love someone truly, and feel the joy of it,
do some madness together sometime, when you friends meet!

Every night promises a new morning, every end comes with a new beginning,
dream those beginnings, to fulfil them in mornings
let us help people for their new starting!

Feel the wind as if you have wings,
fill yourself with music to catch your life’s strings!

Never judge else's thinking as it may sound oblivious for you,
judge yourself for others, because not everyone but some do feel for you!

Life is a gift, live it by sharing,
we do come alone, but true meaning is in pairing..!

Day dreaming is  fake, it’ll only show unreal reality, 
hedonism needs life viewed by rationality!

The everyday diary of common man, it may or may not be of glory,
but it’s his autobiography, his film, his experiments with life, a miracle he lived like a story!

It’s not about who you are, its not about who you will be,
it was always about who you were, and what you chose to be!

Many came here, many lived, many lost, they all searched for truth,
some found it, some nurtured it and got remembered as Sayer of sooth!

The question was not of big bang, but what it left, how it started a process called birth,
even the question till now is not of expanding universe, its about our home,
home of humanity, a little tiny planet called EARTH !!

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