Moment

Moment

A Poem by Feel@trap

I sometimes think
What if I were a good person,
Will the society accept me
What if I were an extrovert,
Will people say good about me
What if I were a humble soul,
Will the fellows be fond of me
What if I were dishonest,
Will the peeps listen to me
There are lots of what if
But what matters is the present.
I am here in this moment of live,
Leaving the past behind and
not thinking for the future.

© 2019 Feel@trap


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Added on July 19, 2019
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Feel@trap
Feel@trap

New Delhi, delhi, India



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