I am in search of something inside of me which I know cannot be found outside of me. Real knowledge!
most adversity begins within suffice within is cure thoughts that search for misfit create misfit of their own so localise self
By Ekta K. Kalra 2 years ago in Poets
caring for self more is the only affair I am engaged more above other worldly roles. why is it sin to love self more
you know me as sin do you know my role? I make you look little when taller still you can grow what a shame is speech
come I will express to self the sound of bells on an old shelf who do not ring strong but are heard by me since long
creating a time for self is a must to rise in life all rest is well and occupied with pride or without pride life needs to be more polite.
ode to the flower that died for me I gave it to my mother when hospital saw her mifit my mother with problem then in body
of value of high value is life’s worth For dispute for dispute is not the life’s worth carry self safe world is at haste
get up dear you are the surprise of the world you be named the surprise rise there is still life in you don’t waste the time
that’s the storm that rests within and activates loud storm of deep hurt sometimes never heals always screams loud
exercise your mind virtues breathe within of you the sky is loud so I choose you without a doubt I know tragedy
hurt by the wound or healed by the same? name your adversity as a sane by mistakes you learn by errors you grow
i am still the farther I move the more I am still I in search of me within deep in me I know the current the shock of surprises
