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Heart Talk


It’s strange how we all have a persona,
An image we’d like others to see.
A charm and charisma, an emotional clothing
It’s nice but it’s not really “me”

The real me, the me of me, the “who” that I am,
He’s not cool, calm or collected.
Inside the thoughts his head go crazy,
Like an untamed deranged juvenile. He’s a mess

Always overthinking random stuff of conversations he had.
With friends or strangers
Thinking the best, then ruminating the worst,
Battering himself with enfeebling fears.

He hide these fears behind fake actions, fake smiles,
Fake talks or fake phrases
Convinced that a fake him is better than the real him,
For now and the rest of always


PS:
A mind in overdrive can be really exhausting. Phew!
Most of us portray a fake us to keep up with society on a day to day basis.Until in the end it consumes us and we become that of which we pretend to be.

Some say that a man lives a better life when he sheds all masks. The truth underneath just needs to be brought into the light.

So what are your thoughts on it? Can we shed all masks?
I believe it’s only natural that we have private and public persona’s to some extent.

Also, on serious note, I want to dive into spirituality. I know the word “Spiritual” is abstract, but something tells me that it has answers to my questions. So please suggest me something, books or some accessible texts, so that I can propel the quest to find myself and my life’s purpose.

Thanks.

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Soul Talk


Dear emotional, overthinking young man

Be quiet, and listen to your soul

The New Year has come, the old shall go

I beckon you to leave life’s safe shore

And dive deep in the waters of mystery and lore

Feel free to spread your wings

And discover the fun the unknown brings.

Get rid of self-pity, self-indulgence, ignorance, and regret

And also stop to listen and allow other’s words to be said

Don’t miss out on trips, chances, and opportunities

I hope you’ll fill that void of travel you’re missing

You’re no longer a boy trapped –

Stuck in his Mommy’s grasp

Live. Live your freedom.

Meanwhile, remember that,

Happiness is not wealth, power and line of respect

it’s the little things; the calm, the moments

The people and things in life all worth to invest.

I hope you live this time

I hope you see the beauty life truly is

I hope you find love

I hope you find this poem…

~Your Soul


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Solace


My journey is a bit rhapsodic
Owned by
Deceptive roads, deceitful milestones
Friends who turned enemies
Also, enemies who never became friends
Life feels like an enigma
Which I’m unable to break

But I’ve sternly decided
To race every mile with a breathless poem
With whispering pine-trees clouds and rivers
I’ll fuse into to the ocean like rain
wearing my cashmere tuxedo of dark verses
Wet in tears of joy and sadness of a few
Whom I loved with
overflowing hurt I caused

It’s becoming a cliché to complain
Negativity is just a garbage
taking up tons of space in my mind
Fill it with positivity?
I’ll Burn the frowns,
Praise the smiles,
I’ll Break through the storm, dance in the rain
Travel into space, reach for the stars

Before I do that
I want to sit
under the benign sky
listening to the soft wind
breathing through the grass
crying on my woe
the slow dance of the infinite stars
Will serve as a beautiful solace


 

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Set me free

I’ll walk between the milky-ways
Where Interstellar dust –
Adorns the blazing Constellations
I’ll chase my elusive dreams
Where dappling sunlight creeps amidst
the daunting contradictions
I’ll Shine among the crowded stars
where heaven’s light
penetrate the black voids
I’m the maverick
I know that
I’m the majestic
I know that too
But for now
I’m waiting for you
to set me free.
Will you?
set me free?

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Whoa, hold on a minute!

Life keeps passing us by

So learn to ride its highs

Don’t get hung up on its whoa’s

In this world of so many unknowns

Take it all in nice and slow

This makes it possible for us to grow

So your life will continue to flow

Like a moving picture show

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Memories of the Past

He’s in pain and a lot of stress

Disappointments seem to be smashing his chest

His believe is terrorized by hurricanes

There’s a void in his soul

He wishes to fill the gaps

But he’s about to collapse

He hopes someone would care

But in this world,

No one ever truly cares

When it hurts he find himself alone

Yes he’s feeling like an empty shell

His believe is frozen nearly to death

He’s not prepared and ready to fight

The lane is crowded with creeping shadows,

The last of the light is almost gone,

Darkness prevails in the tragic night

He wish to run away

away from his tears, fears and peers

But it isn’t as easy as it seems

There’s a heaven just in his daydreams

He knows to get away from his problems

must he never run away, but learn to endure.

He takes out his bike and goes for a ride

His heart beats the courage of the quest,

In a hope that road’s last turn will be the best.

But Alas!

The road’s last turn was a tragic end

He meets an accident and later bleeds to death

Because past memories are here to stay,

Untill they go black and fade away.

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My best friend


When you speak.
You say kind things.
There’s a charm in your voice.
And laughter in your smile.
While the sun shines through,
You pass on happiness,
and that’s a good sign.
No time for tears or
unhappy times.
So my little ray of
Sunshine make my day.
When all be well
so I may dance and play,
And never be sad again.


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Winters, Life and You

Winters
are lonely
Life with a blanket of snow
As I look out my window
I see a new day
Smell the clean scent
Waiting for the
sun to shine and pierce through

☀️

Life
a confusing wasteland
of emotions
and fights
for a happy mind
and heart.
It is full
of beautiful sorrow
and favored happiness.
Life is a boomerang

😎

You
You’re the star
you wish to reach
Stars aren’t as high
as you think
Nor are they above you
You already are a star and the dream
You are for keeps

😄