existence poems

In a lonely night
Beneath the star light
Flooded by ocean of thoughts
In a whirlpool, i was caught.

Imagining about life’s mysteries,
about death and so much miseries.

How to solve? Human imagination hasn’t reached.
As in our lives, so much problems and weaknesses.
For its solution, from God, we beseeched.

This thought, then, came into my mind.
So weak, inferior, evanescent, how can humans think, they are superior of all kinds.

As Master of universe, we behave.
And think, nature is our slave.
For power and territory, we have lust.
We always forget, we are just a star dust.

So much of bloodshed.
So much wars, humans have led.
Just for power and piece of land.
Only to be transferred, another one’s hand.

Time will come,
we will lose our greed, pride, with our senses.
And then, will be forgotten,
our transient existence.

Hence, will be end of human civilization,
in fraction of seconds compared to the cosmic age.
And in this vast cosmic arena,
only earth will be left as a very small stage.

In this infinite, never ending universe,
where human thoughts never been.
There, earth is just like a mote of dust,
suspended in a sunbeam.

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