The obligation to live
why should we as humans
be obliged to wait for death?
why can we not decide our fate?
soul earns for death
and he's late
but such is our fate
we are humans
and we are bound to rot
watch the time pass by as flowers
fall off pot
even the pot breaks with time
but we humans
we still dine
the last supper
the last breath
we stay and keep others
chained
as misery loves company and else we feel
abandoned
~meow
PS: first poem kind off. I think its apparent from the poem itself. I don't even know if it can be called a poem or rather it's a jumble of phrases. ~25/11/2025