Poem "Ego" by Williamsji Maveli (India)

»Ego«

by Williamsji Maveli, July 7, 2014

An egoist cannot truly be at ease,

They demand and not at peace.

Ego is just like a dust in your eyes,
without clearing it, you never see
anything with a clear vision in focus
Do the best to clear that dust in you,
And look at this world of harmony !

A sense of self always govern,

False status, hypocrisy concern.

Ego is just like a dust in your eyes,
without clearing it, you never see
anything with a clear vision in focus
Do the best to clear that dust in you,
And look at this world of harmony !

Love decays, Lust only prevail;

Like the fast running train derail

Ego is just like a dust in your eyes,
without clearing it, you never see
anything with a clear vision in focus
Do the best to clear that dust in you,
And look at this world of harmony !

Life, you all know, it is like that,

Love, make noise like a black cat

Written: June 2014
Tags: Desire Passion

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