Deep within our soul
there is a thought
that needs to be poured out,
but it stays submerged in us.
It is occulted so strongly
that nobody can hear it’s noise.
What perception do they hold?
What life do they own?
What stands true for one,
might be false for the rest.
It’s all mind’s game
that leads the life insane.
Why do we give so much importance
to what other person’s perception is?
Over thinking makes the mind accrue
and our gestures fumbling.
Let’s do what our heart utters
and celebrate the gift called life.
Everyone has their own perceptions
Just smile and sublime.
A profound,insightful,contemplative poem.
Clarity of thought is the highlight
Thankyou so much
Succinct but clear. Nice write!
Thankyou so much