Reality 

This world is myth This body is mud 

World is denying this fact 

Men keep polishing this mud 

They differentiate this mud as white ,black 

This mud has different shapes 

Nose ,lips ,butt ,bust 

One gets attracted towards this mud 

One hugs ,kiss this mud 

This mud is full of arrogance 

Till you are mud you are in sorrow 

The day this mud mixes with earth 

No pain ,no sorrows.

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