Life.

Welcome to my blog! This poem is my expression of what I have learnt in my 19 years of experience.
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I never seem to comprehend,
the pattens in which life flows and bends,
arrhythmic curves, unexpected falls and turns,
tragedies we meet as life unfurls.

Dwindling friendships, dying loved ones,
cracking castles devotedly built once,
fleeting moments, fading love,
insecure is the volatile world above.

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Transiency of success and bliss perturbs me,
futile is my search for consistency,
consistency of heart, consistency of mind,
in the crescendo of life and the whole human kind.

Seeing sorrow, pain, poverty,
torture, war and calamity,
makes me question humanity,
of their unity and ethicality.

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Intentions being true is a myth,
desire and self-gratification is society’s pith,
selflessness is only a dream dreamt,
but never touched, practiced or felt.

Hypocrites we are to preach,
lessons we never practice instead beseech,
corrupt politicians, the bribed police,
heartbroken heartbreaker, the innocent thief.

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We go on breaking and forming bonds of trust,
people we replace and change, but never adjust,
soon souls unforgiven accumulate like rust,
ultimately we die alone in conditions robust.

“If it feels good, do it” is today’s motto,
duty and conscience, not even in the photo,
why makes promises we never fulfil?
why show dreams we eventually kill?

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Gratitude extinct for the world is inundated,
with discontent and dissatisfaction elevated,
“now” is reduced only as a means to reach “there”,
but is unreachable for “there” always surpasses your “here”.

Blessed we are to be alive,
to breathe, walk, eat, talk, survive,
all we have is blessing in disguise,
but we thrive on others’ sacrifice.

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Yet we dare to rant and rave,
about our adversity and situations grave,
million gifts, favours and fortunes discarded,
for one vain attempt or defeat unaccepted.

Always caught up in the promising future with celebrations,
or in the painful torturous past, both are illusions,
deeply contemplating on “what could be” or “what used to be”,
not realising that everything “that is” is slipping by me.

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The “now” you always compromise,
the presents the present holds, you never recognise,
nothing ever happens anywhere tomorrow or yesterday,
only “now” happens “here” without any delay.

Then why be deceived by time uselessly,
live and seize the moment, that is the key,
hear the rustling leaves, feel thy energy field,
be available to what remains, peace it will yield.

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Don’t own anything, so you have nothing to lose,
you shall possess, but not too close,
detach from your thoughts and observe the thinker,
be cognisant of mind’s incessant bicker.

Mind is the only prison you live in,
responsible for all seven sins akin,
keeps you fettered in psychological time,
in assumptions, delusions and illusions so fine.

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Master your mind and decimate suffering from its source,
master your thoughts and the world is yours,
discipline your emotions so you have consistency,
abstain from hinging yourself on “feelings” so chancy.

Expect the worst but hope for the best,
learn to revel the trough and the crest,
draw that important line of veneration,
between determination and desperation.

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Wise are those who realise the bitter truth,
alone shall thee fight battles against forces uncouth,
mates stand by thee for interests so crafty,
but when undesirable, you shall be abandoned conveniently.

A heartbreak, an empty pocket or failure,
can teach thee the greatest lessons and fine behaviour,
don’t resist adversity for it can be your saviour,
only through pain does one grow and fight with vigour.

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Hold on tight when times gets rough,
revel in what remains, it really is enough,
let your history only regulate and dictate,
the fierceness with which you fight till date.

Healing takes alignment so don’t push,
the only way out is in, but don’t rush,
love yourself more than what you pursue,
roll with the punches when adversity hits you.

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Give and forgive, not get and forget in a sigh,
there is no equation to life, so don’t ask why,
every incident, person is a piece with an intent,
you only see the magnificent jigsaw solved… in the end.

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