Break The Bond

Can there be some time in life when one is truly content?

Or the list of desires keep on and on to vent.

For countless jewels I collected,

Hundreds of costumes i packed in.

Still the urge to scroll the shopping site good on and on..

Dont know from where this is coming from.

I almost tried thousands of cusine on my plate,

From minimum to maximum rate,

Yet the taste buds longs for abetter taste.

Can there exist any food which fulfill the urge to grab more and more.

Look the silken bed sheet under me, costed me more than the premier league.

But still the softest could not help me fall sleep

From dawn to dusk I am thinking deep.

Slowly, as ageing entangles me,

The fear of loosing the possessions without using torches me.

Half the packets are sealed still,

Neatly covered in their bill.

I wish I would have looked more outsite,

Instead of stucking to different sites.

I wish I never bought the silken sheet.

As sleep is peace of mind and not the garment's weave.

I wish I never tasted the finest soup

As taste buds are nothing but a bodily loop.

Still many of you have time, unlike me

Dont invest in the worst ideas like me.

Its just one life that too short

So dont give it a second thought.

Stop hoarding and boarding.

Look the miracle of Nature and start bonding.

Materials can never bring what a cool breeze carries and sings.

For the gadgets can never be warm like the sunshine on the lawn.

Just take a break and start again.

Believe me, its never late when we are awake.