I live a fictional life of self-examination
and an attempt to personify wind in my steps
Futile ends of euphoria and its eternal chase
To forget the ends but remember the epiphanies
A glimpse of the flight about to end
I remember to be unafraid of the fall this time
and focus on the journey from
where I was to where I am and
who I was to who I am
Carved by patience
My pain gives me false hope
My shoulders lose weight in this false flight
to brace the fall ahead
I descend down the hovering clouds
and take the rain of my guilt with me
Maybe this way, my numbness will cry?
Painting by Richard Powers
Smoke words every day. 
20 responses to “[495] Life Is Not The Same”
Very nice 👍👍👌👌
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Thanks!
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The river of life.
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That first line is especially powerful and has truly stuck with me. This whole piece is absolutely amazing, Rahul. So much wisdom and divinity weaved throughout, I wholeheartedly resonate! Incredibly well done 🖤🤗
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Can’t thank you enough for your lovely words 🙂
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Focus on the journey from
where I was to where I am and
who I was to who I am.
Really loved your words.❤️
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So glad you loved them 🙂
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I love it!
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Glad you do! Thank you 🙂
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Thanks for like and yours welcome on my blogs
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I will write an interpretation of this,I appreciate your words.
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I feel so lucky to have someone like you respond to my work again and again 🙂
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This one is about me
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Absolutely beautiful. Painted a magnificent picture with very few words ☺️
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“focus on the journey from
where I was to where I am and
who I was to who I am” – wholesome feeling with simplified words.
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👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾
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There is a ton on wisdom and perspective here. Thanks for sharing
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Glad you think that way!
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Sadly because covid I cant do my hobby 😦
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