Stoicism or existential numbness -
Prefer whichever,
No desire left in that little heart-

The rain that stayed in the eyes-
The clouds under the eye only got darker-

Your pieces of advice- echoed- in the
Hollow hallways of my soul-
The bandges hid the cracks -
Now they are coming back again -

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Born to dilly-dally,
Forced to be the lotus of the bloodline!

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Would've become full-time poet-
If I was born with generational wealth -
Yet if I was, I won't have become a poet -
The irony!

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What if rain is not rain, but tears-
Tears of the sky -
As the sky finally kisses the Earth?

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I always wished for an uncomplicated life,
Yet simplicity would have never let me get lost-
In the ballroom of words -

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Life is what you want it to be and I belive that's the way. If you think your life is of that of a butterfly, it is, and you'll soon fly. If you think you're in the tunnel at present and light awaits for you, it does. Run, laugh, cry, scream, hope, fall on your knees, question everything -but let the wind of life ruffle your hair, touch the hands of the pain, stare at the wound - all while holding the hands of your own self-

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Every year we shed parts of ourselves-
However, forever I wish to be the kid -
To light up at the sight of the moon-
And talk to stars-

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But God, I asked for peace-
And you left me in battles after battles-

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The withering of your favourite flower doesn’t mean you should stop gardening-

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My nonchalant eyes that still hold sadness-
Rage that burns those pupils -
I'm still that sad kid- but
Also the balm that no one could ever buy-

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