i am tired of faking myself,
a smiley face just to make you smile.
i am tired, of lying to myself,
just by doing this, he will fall in love.
i am tired, of situations uncountable,
i masked myself, to be a people pleaser.
i am tired, of being everyone,
i tried to be others, but not being myself.
I am really tired.
If you ever want, or like or love;
come to me, in white of soul.
Then, I can promise,
i won’t get tired.
till then,
yeah, I am tired….
Bullshit is motivation, that comes and goes,
like a drizzle; but not a downpour.
Enough, has been crying of excuses, ‘n’.
Nobody cares; of thy mourn.
Every night, when you sleep with hope:
“Okay, Fine today is done! “,
Do you forget, the day yet to come.
Death is certain, Universal accepted.
How about quitter, cowardice dejected?
Just a reminder;
An alarm set to blow,
your soul, your mind, to look beyond the low.
Nature has flaws, but beauty inside.
And,
the theory glorifies,
everything but END
But, to sustain, to live; to rise, to win…
Can not see,
A dark, wooden path is ahead of me.
Frozen by the fear of what lies ahead,
my body seems, lifeless to me.
My past has taught me, to be precise,
trust not feelings; but look inside.
But today,
This tiny beep of hope is unheard.
My nerves revolt, and instincts blurred,
aimless, hopeless I stand Stupefied.
Far away,
My family is waiting.
Money I send, expenses cutting.
Penniless I walked, barefoot; uncountable.
Penny I received, wounded hand; countable.
Empty stomach, my nights passed by,
Staring ceiling, my pain wrapped by.
One by one;
Day by day.
I summoned, to get a pay.
In this unknown city,I am searching,
A house to stay.
For a home to build.
Both sides of my house
There is both silence and noise
Fighting with sword proving their best.
I am listening, this mockery of night.
At one side of my house:
There is mourning, Of sadness, of grief, of losing family, of death.
Another side of my house:
Beating drums, Celebrating God’s blessings,
Of happiness, of joy, of making family, of life.
Both side of my house,
Describing the bitter truth of nature.
Both sides of my house,
Celebrating the extremes of creature.
Differing emotions with different energies.
Both sides of my house,
bringing the hidden notion of almighty into reality.
Who says money can’t give you happiness,
It brings you bread your stomach has been craving, for days without food.
It gives you that shiny ribbon held dress, you have been staring at that shop you pass daily.
That smile when you receive money, by asking friend to pay your mothers emergency medic fee.
A beggar to rich, each.
A professor to philosopher every.
need, greed; ask, steal;
for money, they kill
When born,
You needed, for survival.
And when you die,
you need it for burial.
Who says money can’t give …
We are running before time, so instead of analysing and staring problem direct in the eye, we want automatic solution, quote is one of such method.
What is quote?
According to Wikipedia : “A quotation is the repetition of a sentence, phrase, or passage from speech or text that someone has said or writte“.
now why do we need someone else’s saying?
Because we want to learn from their experiences,isn’t it?
It’s human nature to look up to other. Well there is Quote, that does miracles, and when I say, I mean it.
Here it is…
Many of us might have watched, Will Smith starrer movie: ‘ pursuit of happiness’. Here the main character achieves his dreams, by his will power.
You would say it’s a movie! Fine, Have you heard about Michael Jackson, the legendary;or Bruce Lee? What would you say now?
i accept they worked hard, but do you think you can do it without will power? Damn No!
Will power is the coal inside a person, that resists fire turning off!
It’s a very powerful weapon, whose possessor can get whatever he desires(should be for mankind, of course!)
However one must know, just having will power is not enough, you need to be determinant to find your way.
You must :Be Willing To Will.
“Empires built and destroyed,
Napolean to king Suleiman;
Discovery of fire to firing battleground.
For they became the ‘ Heroes of Man’;
Who sang this anthem song:
Where there is a will, there is a way
Where there is a will, there is a way
…”.
Where will i reach?
When will i reach?
How will i reach?
With this lethargic anonymity,
Will i ever reach?
Mk
“Look what I found! “
“It’s so many! “I exclaimed.
“How will I do it? ” I wondered.
“What was that time, when I thought I can read” I pondered.
“Dusty it might look,
Curiosity, so I booked.
Tempting to the nerves of knowledge,
Exciting my pleasure of awareness!
Rossy Red, to Gloomy Green;
Alice’s Wonderland to Mr Bean.
Aristotle said:
“Knowing yourself is the beginning of all wisdom.”
Plato declared:
“If a man neglects education, he walks lame to the end of his life.”
I decided:
TBR I must have!
I paid with pride, bought I was proud!
Shelf cleaned.
one after one, height by order I yielded.
Such pretty, my TBR
Apple of my eyes, my TBR
Oh! When will I read, my TBR
Answer unanswered;
What do you think? , my TBR! “
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