Ephemeral Existence

Life is short,
Desires are long.
Having more choices is not always better,
Leads to a greater chaos and makes us less in focus,
Why do I feel that we are in a constant race,
Stressing our mind and body,
But why do we need to do what we do,
I wonder some days.
Death is sweet.
It ends all pain.
Period.

by Vinaya Joseph

Comments (2)

Very nice poem, I agree with you although is there any poem you made to a more positive upbringing version about being ugly but confident. Kind of like Phenomenal Women by Maya Angelou?
that is soo true, i mean how can u just label som1 as ugly or hot? its just not righ DXU