Writing once more,
Not spurred by joy nor pain's lore,
Just so you understand,
Life's intricate tapestry in hand.
No sympathy, no misery's wane,
Merely unveiling truths plain.
To make it clear,
Life's tale continues, another tier,
Gates opening, futures diverge,
Where paths no longer converge.
Another day begins, sun's gleam,
Breathing in, soul's gentle stream.
Isn't it fascinating, to witness one's own glow?
Echoed by a flower, outside, in full show.
As chapters unfold, fate twists its thread,
Unraveling what once was widespread.
So that I may find my truest self,
Liberated from the binds of former self.-
I am writing again!!
So, I am writing again,
It is not out of joy or pain.
Just so you know,
the whole shebang is portrayed in the tapestry
no, no sympathy neither some old town misery.
To let you know,
the story never ends, it adds a chapter
opening the gates, where we never end up together.-
I am different!
People saw mirrors
I saw my reflections
They flaunted their beauty
I gazed hours looking at the moon
They loved loud noises
I admired sounds of the rain drops
They looked around for friends
I was happy with my pen..
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What can be done by you
Might be only done by you
What others can do
Might be an encouragement for you
What no one can do
Might be waiting for you to exploit them!!!
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Ever thought about how magic works!!
It's the way to just illlusionate your eyes!!.-
What it takes to mends you might break the other,
So count only your broken pieces.
Don't break others to content yourself.
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I started penning things down then expressing it to someone because I now know that people leave but your penned words won't!!!!
It aches everytime, whenever I put up the past memories in my head,
So I learnt to leave too.-
Being satisfied with your contains and being careless of showing off.
Knowing that there is a world within to mend, then just faking being happy to the outer world.-