The Journey !

Within the world of my mind,

there arent answers i cant find,

walking slowly from the boy i was, to the man i am,

a man that sees was once a boy, blind.

In the corners of my mind,

are a thousand things i left behind,

as i discover myself,

in a world that i've now defined.

I begin to understand who i am really am

and how different from my past i was meant to be.

walking out of those shadows, step by step

my thoughts bring light to the things i see.

As beams of pride show from all those eyes,

the ones that held my hand in lows and highs,

the ones who always had faith in me ....

that one day i would come to see,

that the boy i am isnt really ... the man i was meant to be ....

A sense of fulfillment reaches me ...

As i walk alone, discovered, free ...

I smile peacefully ...

Manasthiti.

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Spaces

Spaces,

They creep into the fray,

And further,

We keep drifting away.

Harder,

We seem to try everyday

But life,

It just seems to have its way

Strangers we seem,

And maybe we are,

Still close to the heart,

Though, we are so far.

But then I realise

I can’t help it anymore

That I won’t give up

But Ill have to let go

The voids will remain,

Maybe we won’t let them show,

The pain will subside,

Even if it’s, slow.

As close as we were

All the times that we spent

Seem a little insignificant

For, it’s quite evident……..

What it means to u now

And how quickly things change

Time is so strange……….

It ticks away the day

That makes me go away.

I'd rather u remain a fading smile

Than the teardrop from my eye

Though I don’t seem to give up

To let go ill try.

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"When you lose your head, more often than not, you lose a lot more"

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"My thoughts are mine, you cant steal them and even if you do, they'll never be yours"

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The ambulance driver

There's a little white van, with a little red light,

and a man who stands tall in the darkest hour of the night…

Yet, he’s always out of mind, though never out of sight...

Little man, steering that all important wheel,

it's hard to tell how u must feel,

when your pulse is racing and speed doesn’t thrill,

racing between life and death, every day, every minute...

and when you get there how great you must feel…

I wonder whether what you go through is ever seen.

Are you ever thanked for being the ray of hope that most often yields?

Are you ever noticed, carrying the burden behind the scenes?

Sharing the pain in tough times, feeling what they feel,

unnoticed, anonymous, you’re a hero for real…

But all the helplessness when time doesn’t yield,

all the selfless, yet thankless, hours spent at the wheel,

all the sacrifice, it ends in a painful ordeal.

Shattered, but back for more, you’re a hero for real…

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