The Choice



Utter chaos and hence wasteful times,
I have learned to be in rhythm.
Neat and clean orderliness,
Somethings are too much.
To let go into my head,
To disturb me from my routine.
I get inspired by nature,
Conflicts and mad rush,
Creates fear and pain.

I wish to live with nature’s flow,
In tranquility , to feel moments go by.

Why get restless and join the crowd,

When I can choose to be serene.



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