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The Seventeenth Poem- Plethoric Perturbations

  👤Plethoric Perturbations😨 Have you ever experienced, Something you didn't know, Until you went on with it, unhinged, And finally uncovered it with the flow? Is it right to ask yourself, Or anyone else, if you're worth it? Or are you strong enough to believe in yourself, To tell yourself you can do it? Does it really matter if it is small or big, As long as it’s a wish to be fulfilled? Your eyes break tears like you break a twig, Your whims change suddenly, and then most of them stay unfulfilled. Is it all that happens in the background, The things that no one knows about? That reflects as your reality in the foreground, While ignorant heads turning to ask, “What’s all the chaos about?” Could you care less when you are not okay? Or need you still pretend to have a pleasing face? “Why are you behaving that way?” is all they say, When it's only for the moment you want to keep a straight face. Are fragments of clarity all that you want, To put together the pieces of your me...

The Fifth Poem- Riveting Emotions

💖 Riveting Emotions 👀 What is your idea of luxury? Mine is the feeling of oneness, Of connection, bonding and discovery, Trying to uncover it with curiousness. So I... I attempt to look past others' foresight, Delve deeper, try to unveil the vision through all openings, I hope to give my own insight, Without hurting anybody's feelings. I never miss to note down Somebody's magical narration, Because I'm always searching for a noun To add to my book of ultimate expression. I try to empathize with others, Wondering how much I can give them, Sunshine, hope, garden and sunflowers, And a magical place we can all acclaim. I like the idea of sharing Engrossing thoughts with my dear ones Borrowing, helping and caring, To live a life of golden bygones. I look forward to seeing a world Where we all are free to choose, Where we all are able to keep our word, And maybe still get a little footloose. I hope to witness When the dark clouds disappear, Only pretty mornings and robust m...