Tag: story
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[259] About Confidence
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Righteous rebels devouring fast food for knowledge Forming systematic methods of slow suicides by reading headlines as speeches by reading speeches as laws The excitement of a person also reveals their insecurities hidden behind their energies that dismiss the calm of their voice The louder the sound the fickle the idea behind the thought No…
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[258] Finding My Voice
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Empty threats to myself I’m thinking more and wondering less She is in love with the part of me I hate Let me be anywhere but the present Let me remove myself and erode the brittle past Solace in all the self-pity you seem to read and enjoy Dangling on a thread shaped like a…
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[256] Divine Envy
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Stealing the universe from God We live in divine envy We live in isolation from all the times we’ve died in our dreams Collecting rain in our umbrellas We walk away from our own self Like the darkness exists outside us And inside us is a star burning in glee The truth is rather strange…
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[255] Distractions of Today
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Plague my mind with mysteries that offer no delight Call me out on all the ignorant vices I keep to keep my sense of self Attention deficit Distracted feelings Overwhelming Living I think of all the simple things that we’re losing out I fall before I jump I speak before I think out loud to…
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[254] How To Be Happy: A Reminder
![[254] How To Be Happy: A Reminder](https://rahulgaurblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/01/119-e1515869747422.jpg?w=460)
Happiness is learning the difference between which thoughts to keep and which thoughts to let go It is to live less in imagination and to be more rooted in reality It is to be with someone else’s feelings To be helpful to them even when you’re not able to help yourself
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[253] Ocean and Its Secrets
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She looks away from life closer to the ocean Thoughts of identity Nibble at her feet The tide turns heavy Her mind turns light She is consumed by the ocean Goddess of insights The boat invites a freedom that she has been seeking all this while The pinks of her dress turning darker every night…
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[252] Remembering Dreams
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Amuse the life out of me I can’t breathe anyway Tragic turns of apocalypse The earth is shaking but I can’t breathe anyway Can’t complain for this little life Little fights and this larger divide Swallowed up by sleep I can’t complain about the places you take me It’s all an illusion anyway Hide away…
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[250] Changing Life, One Haircut At A Time
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Mountains with bad haircuts tower above the shiny eyes of the city Shy, they hide themselves under the white blanket of clouds The cities pull the blanket off only forcing the mountain to push the clouds to rain in anger over the city This push and pull becomes old The mountain wear white wigs now…
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[248] Broken Skies
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The broken sky and its false promises of respite that some call rain while some wait for it to be called a storm A diversion from the tedious blue that only helps harshness to brittle our sheltered bones It breaks my little heart to acknowledge the void of you I was alright till now I…
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[244] Begin Again
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The fear starts with me turning into a manifestation of grief It grows into the zeitgeist of the decade electing puppets that know how to let it serve them The panic starts with me turning into a pilgrim of atheists who journey towards confusion which becomes a weapon for the headstrong mob The trust starts…