Poem -

Fine, Thanks

how many precious seconds
are wasted
on asking “how are you?”
without a real intention
to know how you are?
probably, the same amount 
of time which is wasted
on replying “fine, thanks”
when you're not really fine
and thankful.
somewhere, deep inside,
you're screaming:
“look,I'mNotFine,
I'mSoLostInMyEveryday
Thoughts,SoSpring-less
(DoesSpringEverCome?)
listen, MYWORLD
ISMUCHLOUDER
THANMUSICINMYHEADPHONES”
Etc.
Sigh.
someone approaches
asking “how are you?”
but.
not a right person.
as you're not so desperate
to open your mouth, or world,
for all of them.
and guess what 
you answer?
“fine, thanks”.

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Ebrahim Alkadi

We say in Arabic: Complaining to anyone or anything except Allah the Almighty is humiliation....so we ask him only what we feel , need ...
good poem, welcome in Cosmo

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