We make excuses to deal with life's burden.
And we blame our luck about it.
Or supestitions we know
We lost our wit to deal with it.
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Life in truth is not easy.
Just like looking a small spot in the map.
Problems and tragedies happen.
And we resolve it at a different frequency.
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At times we use our terrible experience.
As an excuse of our unfortunate life.
For the world to see how miserable we are.
But we haven't tried ourself to pull it off.
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We don't have to explain.
Or make excuses in our troubles.
We just need to be brave and strong.
Because, excuse can only justify our mistake.
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Do something different.
Be thankful, forget and learn to accept.
Be not forgetful that there Someone who forgives.
And we don't need to satisfy ourself with our own excuses.
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Rhymes of My Soul
PoetryA poem is like a mirror, it echoes a soul. Every line has its own revelation - to uncover who we are, what we are and what we believe . . .