This world is a paradox
A different image in and
different out of the box.
We create from memory
What we see around us
is manifestation of our

we begin to feel everything
is real; but its not.
Like the water like the sky.
and with the brings we stay
close by.

They are wrapped around with                                                                                                               our vision & experience of past.

Like the fog and mist cover the hilltop.                                                                                                    We hold onto things which will fall.                                                                                                          and the more we depend on our vision.                                                                                                  We will dissolve.

Don’t do anything my dear friend.
Just be the witness; disconnect from the whole.
You will realise you are not the body nor the soul.

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About Sameer

Hi, I am from Mumbai (India). Film making is my passion and writing is a great relief. When ever I want to say something or felt about something I used to write poetry. I Started Writing poetry at an early age during school till now. Its the way to say what I feel most of the time about the things which happen around us, a unique way of sharing thoughts without being judgmental.

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