The cord
Cut so early
Yet, still there
Wired with
The power of love.

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I bled my heart,
spilled broken cords of love.
Courage came as saviour
to face world barbaric.
My tales -- imperfect, but bold.

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Sometimes we need to cut the connecting cord with others to stay connected to ourselves

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I know what pain is,
I understand the look when someone finally gives up.
I can sense one cord of light connecting us all,
I feel a lot more than I should but it is what it is.

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I mend my heart ,
with adhesive of compassion !
courage came as a challenge ,
to face this world so changing ,
my journey-incomplete ,
but Truth prevails !!

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THE TWISTED CORD ❤️

Lift the veil from your soul!
The crushed love,
The deafening silence,
The senseless understanding of being indifferent to the other's presence.
The magnetic push & pull,
The weird denial of the connection.
It breaks MY heart to know
that YOU TOO know
yet choose to ignore!❤️

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A sudden turn of events
With attempts to reconcile,
Futile.

For the cord which broke, nay snapped
Will forever now find a knot, a lump
And yet the wheel of life
Will go on and on,
With a pebble in its way,
Or a big brooding bump.

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From umbilical cord to silk thread
Life has many strings attached

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Dear self,
Cut that cord of yours, that still connects you to yesterday...

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