It’s a
silent world,
with no
enthusiasm at all.
It’s a world
with no hunger
for any
departures in the unknown.
Such a world
it is,
which is
decaying inside
but despite
this hollow in the center
it is still
extravagant outside.
A stagnant world,
it stands
with no
exploration, no change
no new
things invented,
no discovery
ever takes place.
In such a
world where nothing happens
and
everything is at standstill,
there is no
progress made,
no new arts
and sciences come.
Such a world
is suffocating, I guess,S
with its
windows closed it is.
It needs to
open up its windows
so that
fresh air can come,
bringing
with itself new hunger, new enthusiasm.
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