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I guess in the end, I started to think about the beginning
Those small things,
Those petty choices that are shaping my future
No one can predict what lies ahead of us
One can only wonder,
Fantasize even…
But the truth is
The answer lies with us
What we choose to do,
What we choose to become.
Some say our destiny is written,
Probably is
But man finds the most difficult path to tread
To lead them to their destination
All the hindrances shaping us up
Making us strong and mighty
While we feel weak and meek in the present
Wishing it to just fast forward,
Never to return.
‘It’s just a phase of life’
That’s what I tell myself
It’ll pass
But at the present
Hope is what I cling on to.
It’s the only optimism I have
But it’s good enough.
With a smile I face everyday
Waiting and wishing for those broken pieces of mine
To heal
To coagulate
To mend
So I am seen again
Heard again
And feel again
Like the person who once used to be,
Striving in adversity
With a determined mind
And a persistent heart…
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Golden Hues
PoetryI've come to realise that I can express my emotions through words better than actions, be it anger or love, joy or sadness. I am not sure if everyone would be able to relate to my poems but even if it touches you in any tiny way possible, I'm glad I...
