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Wearing Father's Pride
I wear my father's shirt And the dignity, When the dusk appears dark Reflection over mirror forms portrayal In the boxes of parallel illusions.
I step out myself little from the oblivion While followed by the shadow of warmth Myriad springs pitched by the essence of vitality In palpable battles of bliss and prosperity.
I wear pride over my membrane With little patting and hands over shoulders, Accompanied by the faith Praises over the accomplishments and support in defeat.
I wear pride in my veins and existence in my tone A delighted double helix when I'm called by my father's name, Near the old lane, he fights for me every day There are pronunciations a lot though the emotions same.
I wear pride in my inherited chromosome With lashes of swirling blossoms in my vessel I do possess the heart of a euphoric realm With the aroma of dignity.
I wear pride Holding his fingers in my fist Walking wobbly I acquire his resilience.
He lives his childhood in me and I, I wear pride and ornaments of bliss, I wear dignity, I wear his name.
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Title: The Life We Are Living
These thoughts, came to my mind whenever I watch anything new, anything that describes itself, that says something, I just try to understand their anonymous words whispered in my mind.
It seems hard to understand their feelings because I am just trying to get into the world I don’t belong. The language they speak is completely new to me, their expressions are new to me, still, I m trying to fit in. Why?
The people I am living with copy others pride seems strange and difficult to understand but true. What does pride means, it is what you think but here its called ego, people copy each other's actions, they might be good, might be bad or even worse but they copy it and try to reach something that they never own because their actions don’t belong to them at all. Pride should always belong to themselves, things they are proud of, to found something new in themselves, to make a change in themselves and the people around, then why it is not different at all, why we are living false and unrealistic lives?
Everybody knows, they need something to be proud of, even if it doesn’t belong to them, parents are proud of their children if they did something good and successful, but they won’t take credit for the bad things their children did, they couldn’t even bear it, how can my child be wrong, this kid can’t be mine? At that time we kids think, “is it all my mistake?” and answer ourselves “of course it is our”
and the guilt we kept inside our hearts minds, nobody cares and why would anybody, after all, it's a selfish world.
I always wondered, can I make people understand me? But the truth is how can I be able to do that until I don’t understand myself and that’s because I am not me at all, I am just the creation of my parents, a living dead body controlled by the people who created me and the reason I am still alive, but I don’t consider myself alive if I am not allowed to feel things, to explore myself. This isn’t me!
Our parents might love us, they do care about us but they don’t care about our feelings, the feelings that all we have of our own and nobody respects that.
Being a teenager is hard, we don’t want to live the harsh reality so we choose to live in a fantasy world with the people exactly like us, broken, spoiled, rejected and fucked up. Nothing to speak but so much to feel. That makes us feel better, took us far away from reality. And that fantasy world is “teenage movies, books, music”.
REALITY, we know that movies aren’t real, we still believe it, we know the characters aren’t real, we still believe it, but if something isn’t real then how can we relate ourselves so much into that because what really is the story they tell us. They inspire us to create our own selves with no judgments and great hopes.
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GOOD MORNING!!!
A poem a day is like a dose of pills taken daily.
Though it may,
Or not seem someway,
Yet it heals in a unique way.
For words are like energy to the soul.
They satisfy than a meal in a bowl.
And just a poem a day,
And the world is inspired in several ways.
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Choices And Paths

People say life goes through stages A continuous flow through all the mazes. One form of being transformed into another Gaining experience and elasticity as rubber. Facing all the tragedies with courage And sometimes with outrage. Ultimately gaining strength to proceed with the journey And perhaps sometimes money.
But this transformation is a crux, As human nature is always in flux. What moves forward sometimes goes back Maybe because there is something life lacks. Maturity turns to immaturity and experience to indifference What an unusual occurrence. Still, it happens without fail Smoke rises from the blazing trail.
Blessed are those who always go straight Never look back to that which is unnecessary weight. No detours and no vibration Alas, it's too childish to mention. What kind of life is that which doesn't vibrate back and forth Like a broken compass that only points north.
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Questions

What makes you an alien, Have you ever thought? Ever got through times unknown, Fed on a lot of lies, but the truth still you sought. Have you ever felt alone, People all around you. Do your own thoughts alienate you, Or the wrong people whom you pursue. The tsunami of predictable emotions, Stopped by ruthless corrections. Does it make you devoid of it, Since nobody is there to provide it. Is it a string of regretful past, Or the awful way you are cast, I can't fathom it. Time is linear and deterministic I fancy thinking, But in reality, it's quicksand in which you sink. It takes you to the brink, And makes whatever you have shrunk. Never lets you have a drink, Of the pious fountain of clarity. Being unknown, it checks your sanity, Making everything be vanity, Even if all you need is serenity. Do you think being in a crowd is good, Does it make you connected? It's like being hungry surrounded by food, Hunger at bay because you are dejected. People are only as good as they can be, The loneliness you can avoid using them, but maybe.
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Time

Time is just a four-letter word, But highly significant in this world. It never talks to anybody, But it is in everybody’s conversations.
Time doesn’t give reservation for the rich, Nor it treats the poor unpleasantly. Nobody ever managed to buy time. If life is a university, time is a teacher.
With time, we grow our knowledge. The more we strive, the more we gather.
We can do anything with our time. But time is too precious to do the wrong things.
Time doesn’t give us a second chance. Once it is gone, it will never come back. So before this moment becomes a memory, We shall live it fully!!!
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30 Days Of Love: Day 02 Fake Mask
Know your partner and the reactions
Regulate you deeds and wear fake mask at times
Smile even in times of cry
Make jokes even times of seriousness
Fake mask can make love running even at the end of the race
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The wheel of life never stops turning. Whatever you sow that you will be getting. No matter what you owe that debt you'll end up paying. Be nice to one another. Sow the seeds of love and reap its warm harvest.
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30 Days Of Love: Day 01: Love
Love can make one smile
Love can make one cry
Love can make one feel supreme
Love is a killer too
Just know who, what and where you love
This is war that has no ending.
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Title: Give It Time When someone comes and tells you, "I can't sleep without you, I love you the way you are and I can put up with your good and bad attitude" before you commit your heart to such a person, please, "GIVE IT TIME"
When You just met someone today and feel like marrying him/her tomorrow, before you do, remember you need to "GIVE IT TIME"
When you visit your uncle during a vacation for 2 months, don't be carried away that they serve you your preferred food and give you hot water to bath during your first two days don't start making arrangements to relocate to their house, "GIVE IT TIME"
When a brother/sister visits you and wakes you up by his/her shouting of prayer, please don't shut him down, first "GIVE IT TIME"
When someone joins your fellowship in the first year and he/she is in every group/dept., please don't rush and make him/her a leader, rather "GIVE IT TIME"
When you enter a new environment and everybody worships you and eat your mess don't be carried away just "GIVE IT TIME"
When someone comes with a new business with unbelievable promises, please before you involve your money, first "GIVE IT TIME"
Finally, when you are at a crossroad of decisions, you don't know what to do, ask the people or person involved to please "GIVE YOU TIME"
You can be good at giving people tests and trying out who they are. Some people know how to pass them all but the test of time they will fail.
Time tests love and prove it.
Time tests businesses and authenticates it.
Time tests spirituality and reveals it.
Time tests friendship and uncovers true friends
Time, a good tester.
Don't say that the utilities in your area are now the best until you have "GIVEN IT TIME"
Your Family or Friends told You that you are useless and worthless and can't amount to anything, just laugh it away and ask them to "GIVE YOU TIME"
Consistency with time is the true test of Efficiency."
Time is a TESTER"
"Time is an AUTHENTICATOR"
"Time is a REVEALER"
"TIME IS STILL A MATTER"
Thanks for giving this long post TIME...When you share it around and no one comments, don't assume it was ignored, "GIVE IT TIME"
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"Thousands of meetings,
Hundreds of expectations
Tenth of letters
Only for the three little words?"
We say it's the world to them!!!
Coz, they don't just say... They feel it!!
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