Varieties of existence-Maid Corbic

Maid Corbic

The world became very proud
and doubts that it will get better
creates a profound trail
in the heart of man

Calm your soul in the blink of an eye
we gave existence blindly
for a species of existence

And the jacket of wisdom has an expiration date
and we still ask “Why”?

Love suffers pain posthumously
and pray to God for forgiveness
we admire the sweet smile
sour, but smile

We sold our possessions for love
cast doubt on the ground itself
and inevitably gave root
just for a glimmer of hope

We drew on the variety of existence
we called a delicious call
chest pressure, pain
unfulfilled love

A notorious liar
suffers variations

People remain unfulfilled
looking for love in everything!