Just because of their capability and grasping power of various concepts, are humans destroying the only purpose of their existence? Read on…

My philosophy poem.

Being fair does not guarantee fairness, and being good does not ensure goodness in return. It is a reality.

The incomprehensible.

So my feelings say.

For another day.

Of A Grand Day.

To try again.

A short poem about the three aspects that are in the title.

Traveling story.