Grateful am I,

to the wrong choices in life.

For,

regrets are a writer's Oasis,

in the desert of thoughtless solitude.

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Ironically,
the greatest knowledge that could ever be acquired,
would tell us only of its tremendous insignificance.

And in the knowledge of its triviality,
shall lie Humanity's fulfilment.

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Peace, was Love.
Respect, was Love.
Patience, was Love.
Gratitude, was Love.
Acceptance, was Love.
Compassion, was Love.
Contentment, was Love.
Selflessness, was Love.
Forgiveness, was Love.
Sacrifice, was Love.
Prayer, was Love.
Trust, was Love.
But
alas, Love was reduced to an emotion,
abused in the name of lust and infatuation;
with Feb the 14th as the day of filthy initiation,
ravaged by broken poets drunk in pseudo elation,
Love lay stripped, drenched in unsung damnation,

as Humanity searched for mortal salvation.

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Life is but an eternally unfinished experiment.

Death, being the only certainty.


Hence, if Life's a blur,

it's ok.



You're alive.

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Probably if there's a purpose to life, a need to find fulfillment,
then I better search in places less familiar to Humanity.


There's a reason why there are more dissatisfied people in the world.

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The greatness of Creation,
isn't probably in the morning dew, the crimson sky,
the mighty oceans, or an infant's smile.

It is perhaps
in its tremendous expanse;
so arcane, unfathomable yet intricate,
capable of irreversibly convincing a speck of life,
that they are the centre of the Universe!

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A sin,
probably isn't an act of blasphemy, immorality or unrighteousness.

It is infact, a genuine attempt to hold on tightly to
that which once defined one's very existence,
but is now being questioned by society,
laws, traditions and everything
around, except his/her
conscience.


Alas!
That's
important.
Yeah, the last part.

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Onto the tombstone of Time, the Universe carved:

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They said that caring truly,

isn't as exhausting as pretending to care.



Well, they were partially right.



Caring genuinely, was certainly not the exhausting part;

but not knowing when to stop, definitely was.

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Our ability
to understand someone,
is limited only to our willingness
to trust their perspective.

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