God - An Alien Great

Don't worry about,
What will happen in life.
We are humans,
we are born to strive.

All yesterdays are,
A part of history.
Today, on Toes to Run.
Tomorrow, a mystery.

We live in an Enigma
of a Tomorrow unforeseen..
To all mistakes we do in past,
we wash off our hands clean.
Thinking future holds something better.
Future...that no one has seen.

We fool ourselves,
By keeping alive faith.
For good things to happen,
We willingly  wait.

But we forget,
The Barbarous Fate.
'Puppets in the hands'
of An Alien Great...

- Aanchal -

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