Journey to spiritual being,Leads me to find out,
My purpose of living, what it is about?

Unlearn fear, learn gratitude.
Accept love and reject egotude.

Experience tenderness, is valued.
Enroll morals underhood.

Always seek love for the soul,
Try to remove the barriers from the bowl.

Create beauty all around,
By planting smiles in life's ground.

Learn to see yourself as a soul with body,
Rather than a body with a soul.

Uncovered that, by being nothing,
We learn and achieve everything!

In His spiritual presence we find calmness,
Thereby life seems so seamless!

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Let's delve into my vision,
And in my strong imagination,
Of how my life esteem,
In parallel universe, how it actually seems.

I'm blessed with positive breads,
I'm less stressed about life in my head,
Things are going in accordance viewshed,
Cause I'm holding my way straight ahead.

Gleaming faces and glowing kernel,
Weather and everything seem so surreal,
Got escalator to moon way,
Now it feels like heaven isn't away.

No judgments and no lies,
Where I'm away from evil eyes,
Looking my gleefulness, my sadness fumed,
Back in reality, a dreamy parallel universe again I perfumed.

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In this period of 'God Money',
I have my unwritten bubble,
Those who chase this running bunny,
Are the winner of this hustle.

Here I trust my path and the sufferings,
For whatever they are going to pay,
I'm ready to fight with the belonging,
Of my beaming fantasy way.

I want to try and then jump,
But here are certain lumps,
These lines I can't exceed,
To my dreamy stairs, I can't proceed.

This stopper has a fix space in my heart.
Forever it was a lie, With my teary eye,
This is how I'll convince my every part.

At the time I lost all my hopes,
To connect the dots I wish i had a rope.
For it my heart still screams,
My 'Restricted, Unwritten Dream'.

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Aren't you grateful for your existence?
Or you think you were meant for this bliss?
Think easy about it with patience,
Because you are already tied to this chills.

You are gifted with a life where
Mosquitoes sing song for you,
Ice cream melts by looking at you,
every vehicle throws light on you,
And Every cooker whistles for you.

Does it matter about what you do?
Or what would you do so that it matters!
This world is made for you!
Or Else you are made for this world?

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Life in an aquarium
Is a brimful of all essentials.
But the ambience of enclosure,
Make out so overexposure.

Aquarium Reminds me of myself,
Duplicate the conditions I want, aggregate,
But this replica doesn't smell adequate.

Fins wide open to swim, go far,
I didn't knew what may stop,
With the glass I was hit hard.

Confined in an area,
Where I walked again and again
in repeating state,
Should I call this my limits?
Or should i accept it as fate?

It's fascinating for a Double head.
Have anyone ever experienced this shape,
How it feels to live in a small gate?

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Gratitude
A powerful catalyst for happiness.
A more powerful than you think,
Which strengthens inner-ness.

Forever grateful for higher power.
A higher power? Yes, thankfulness.
Readiness to show appreciation for,
And to return kindness.

A perfectly defined,
A perfect gesture,
And a perfect way of showing grace,
An honorableness.

Perpetually,
Setting an alarm, to never forget,
For everything I owe,
And everything I had,
Sustaining an attitude of thankfullness.

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In befuddled situations,
Things seems understandable.
Different ideologies goes out of mind,
Then everything starts to trouble.

When we can't ponder about,
How actually we want it to be.
We get irritated about the trauma,
Of how and when we will live free.

Free from the treasure of finding my way,
'Life takes time for a game play'
My hopes and courage are still on its path,
I'm waiting to get into things with all my heart.

It doesn't rhyme good right now,
But I hope my life will,
Few years from now.

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You are too good to be true,
In a world that needs more of you.
I wonder how less like you grew,
Oh! The age of Darkness flews.

The love you give You never receive,
The smile of joy you carry,
May take away minds of worry.
Still! Wait for the feeling of compassion,
Not in you, but the passing passenger.

Second-rate doings multiply, like you don't think,
But thanks to your overwhelmed core,
Which is always contentedly linked,
To the passion of 'Smiles to adore'.

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We can't shape sphere of our life,
We can't ask our life to be fine,
Yes the reality is hard to accept,
This is why from life, we can't expect.

We can't expect the trash to smell well,
We can't celebrate the sadness farewell,
How things come and ring the doorbell,
We may never know which phase of our life will dwell.

The phase can be hilarious or appreciable,
We can't decide it but it can be dreamable,
Not planning changes but moving on is the only option,
Reality is hard to accept, but accepting it,
Is what desirable.

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Change in phase,
Changed the air,
This changing in sphere,
Grows unfair.

Ain't attending people's,
Not listening the talks,
Led to many Wrong behaviour ,
Which went for long-long walks.

Not turning the table,
Never opening the dialogue,
Shows the sign of distort,
Leads to discomfort monologue.

Now grows a mountain of discomfort,
An irregular surface of fake plot,
Change in phase,
downs the level of meets,
At last who wins is self-esteem.

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