The Mystery

 

Your memories are like the passing wind
I am unable to hold them
But I feel them all so deep
Far yet so close
And never connected
With all these chaos in my heart   
I am not able to make peace

I want to let it all go
Once for all & just feel better
But I fail miserably every time
As I struggle to get off its hold
It takes over me
My soul devours on them and
I become more vulnerable

With so much uncertainty around
I feel deserted from my own self
I try to listen to my center
And there is storm all over
As I try to stop them
They slither through me
And curb me from moving forward


I believe I am in the place
Where I am supposed to be
It is definitely good
But not sure if there is something better

That I need to go for
I will wait for it to unfold
The Mystery…
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Life is a puzzle, the more you try to resolve it, the more you'll get trapped.

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