Have you ever felt as useless as teats on a bull
And of your humdrum existence did have a gut full
I know how it feels of your woes I must say
You are not alone on feeling this way
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Past is history, future is mystery. Today is a gift and it is called present. Even then in spite of the boon of forgetfulness bestowed by the Almighty on human beings, we do keep in memory the finest as well as ugliest/cruelest/ saddest moments in our life for prolonged time.
Beautifully penned poem throwing light on an aspect of human psychology. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
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Past is history, future is mystery. Today is a gift and it is called present. Even then in spite of the boon of forgetfulness bestowed by the Almighty on human beings, we do keep in memory the finest as well as ugliest/cruelest/ saddest moments in our life for prolonged time. Beautifully penned poem throwing light on an aspect of human psychology. Thanks for sharing.10 points.