Dull Narrative

How fascinating the day would have been if there were no untruths

Dreams could have pursued the golden hues and chased eternity

Time has pranked us into believing the entire narrative of subservience

Our will imposed on nature too, and the yield lacks the aroma of the wild

Inherent will has been altered by the malevolent instructions

Compelled to believe in the limitations, weaknesses, and fragile hope

Practised walking with those burdens, and never to have sensed freedom

From early days to the end of days, the routine continues till death


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