I am in search of something inside of me which I know cannot be found outside of me. Real knowledge!
your act of sin is not for the bow low it is for the rise that the world will see witness in life’s struggle of atheist
By Ekta K. Kalra 3 years ago in Poets
what if I fail? who is going to nail? forget the sin of failure the face of defeat or disgrace you try your best out there
I hate to hate So I love to hate. But I don’t love to hate So I hate to hate. but if it’s all love how will I hate to hate
subject yourself to error experience no! That’s the wrong way you work on your path and if error comes in your way
to count one after another to repeat till count is done what value does it has a number if we don’t value the number
make the most of this day repair repair repair the cause unfair we will win let our wisdom know we won’t crawl
if I fall don’t pick me up let me crawl my way to success away from where destiny can reach me I will work to be fair
it stings it stains it bulges out as trauma insane the blood drops low from deep within its painful life again
when it stings it pains too hard blood peeps out from my sacred thought there is only dim light no fancy lightning
life begins with holes storms and uneasy strokes life begins with gaps to be filled in even at the hour of relax. life is not rigid
why enhance the act of speech let’s practice peace within absolute silence all set at ease. let there be a joining force between me and you.
if I gather pace if I walk straight if I bounce back at destiny if I am what can’t be believed I will progress I will progress
