There's a wall blocking the light to my soul, may be the sins cover it up..
I am lost,in the hollowness of time..I try..
There's a pain that sings through the blurriness of night..
I am lost..
only to be found where I don't belong, I never will because I never was.
I am lost-
this deep rooted patriarchy sunk so deep inside me that even the best of education made me wonder how very less of creation I may be..
But it's not the creator I question..
I question the creation who by all means have it all equal and still consider themselves superior-
This tale of a child is too ordinary and ripe,
Seeking the world with his innocent eyes,
Long before they got polluted by the misery of mankind,
He had known a life that was a lie.
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Through the trails of the vanquished life,
he found a truth that was a lie,
To listen to the beats of the truth you seek,
Keep your silence and let your soul dream,
The truth you seek is within your self,
Shut down the envy and lift up your head.
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I have never been into writing long paragraphs but this event had to be mentioned..
I was 12 years old when a participation in the speech contest got me a
small book as the prize..
The book was a little one a
small book of 'FAITH'.
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Being quiet has a weird kind of peace because when you disregard the fact that you need to justify , you are free from obligation to answer,you are free in your own way.
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I am really astonished by
how a smiling and ever
sunny face hides so much
behind it.. There's a whole
bunch of stories
waiting to be heard..
There's a
whole new world
behind that simple smile
and every soul has a new
story to tell..
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I walk with fear,
I walk with doubt,do I have to prove anything to the crowd?
Do these faces unknown have the right to see,through my veil of dignity so pure and clean.
Scream and shout so that the world can see before it's too late for me to flee.-
Cherish the kid.
Who used to write when he was alone in the night.
Contemplate on the lonely road of the hardships that were so brood.
Think of the dreams that could never be, lies that the people could never see.
Screams that were so loud and clear to the world who was too deaf to hear.
Yes I've known a child who used to cheer before the things got all weird!-