[456] Why I Persevere

I’m hollow as a hologram⁣
When my thoughts become words⁣
they die a thousand deaths ⁣
All my resolve crumbles ⁣
when I break my empty promises⁣
The night comes as a season⁣
to change the course of my river⁣
The wind speaks in whispers ⁣
and offers another chance at redemption⁣

All my epiphanies die when I sleep⁣
They are lived in my dreams⁣
Waking drains them of their magic⁣
and I’m left with only tiresome words⁣
I’m done, I give up, I had enough⁣
and the hazy day passes in familiarity⁣
The rat race, the mass mind, as Sisyphus⁣

All to give the impression of⁣
knowing the problem and ⁣
knowing the solution and⁣
to intellectualise comfort in it⁣
Only to repeat repeating ⁣
I’m not done, I won’t give up, I have hope⁣
I will turn inwards and focus on my joy⁣
The sunrise, the individual, as a rising phoenix


Art by Joshua Gaspar

29 thoughts on “[456] Why I Persevere

  1. Waking drains them of their magic⁣
    and I’m left with only tiresome words⁣
    I’m done, I give up, I had enough⁣
    and the hazy day passes in familiarity⁣

    I so relate to this, Rahul.

    <3
    David

  2. Nice!! I’ve often wondered about persevering about a few things and blogging is one of them. I don’t know why I write but can’t seem to get away from it. Loved the last few lines of your writing, makes a very positive impact

  3. You’ve wonderfully encapsulated the rhythmic rise and fall of an individual with persistence as the uniform beat. That’s what perseverance is all about. Great writing!

  4. All my epiphanies die when I sleep⁣
    They are lived in my dreams⁣

    The accuracy 🙂 This is a really beautiful piece.

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