Let Silence Of Words, Be The Modes Of Talk

Let Silence Of Words, Be The Modes Of Talk short poem

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Let silence of words, be the modes of talk.
Let peace avenge, the soars of tough walks.
Let justifications and clarifications be at bay.
Just let understanding of love blossom your way.
Let mind be clear of clutters and baggage of unwanted thoughts.
Let your heart be filled with warmth, it sought.
Flow with the flow, break from invisible bounds.
Be the being, you can be in love with.. life long.
Be in love with self for a while,
Enjoy the pleasure of being alive.
Take your time to be yourself,
You are the most wonderful creation of God- I swear.
We live for once, though die many deaths,
– its just a fake take we have for life.
Let cribbing and self suffering, be kept aside.
Let’s celebrate the differences of being you own self,
Though walking with world, but creating “oneself”.
Let’s look for sunshine in between dark windy clouds,
Let’s learn to be the rainbow for self, creating our own dawn.
Strength is in being unique and versatile. ..
Thus just be yourself..
Love and celebrate the event called : LIFE

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Prachi Shrivastava

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I understand myself as a creative person, who has zeal to live, no matter what comes down the way. Research fellow by profession in the field of Human Development and Family Studies, loves to write, dance, read, travel and explore life, culture and food. Loves to be with nature and tries to find happiness and spark in every bit and pieces of life. Motto: " Don't mere survive, live and celebrate the event called LIFE"
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Life is indeed a celebration if we choose it to be! Very well written:)

Lakhan Mal

The thoughts expressed in poem..Can we really do it in real LIFE. If you could answer this question, it will be helpful. Nice lines with a rhyme scheme! I Like it.!


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