One may listen to every sermon or preaching
and may read every possible teaching,
but what is the purpose of everything
if one cannot be kind and loving?

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In the end, all we seek is assurance
of love, backing and presence.

Only person who could be all
through the rise and downfall,
is you yourself all the way.
Be your own constant every day.

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They judge my appearance
and impose their opinions.
They choose to criticize
my body for its size.
Unaware of my half moon scar
they find my fat bizarre.

But what they see is a version
that created a tiny human.
It survived the unimaginable
almost like a miracle.
I embrace my frame for what it is,
for its courage and its sacrifices.

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a vivid picture on a paper,
yet quiet as a lake in real.

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Along the forgotten road,
where the time just flowed,
I remember leaving a few pieces
that stay like quiet witnesses
to our laughter, tears and every bit,
and all the feelings that we may never quit.

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I have wished upon a star every day
and kept the hopes burning all the way
to be blessed with all that I have today.

A little criticism here or a rebuke there
is too insignificant for me to care,
for my saviour is with me everywhere.

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Ink drenched words on raw paper
are meant to last forever.

Even flowers that rest in folds of pages
do not lose their fragrance for ages.

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Success is rarely seen in one outcome.
It occurs in persistent optimism,
a little progress, another step ahead,
and vision of infinity in a mere shred.

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It is only the size of your wings that decides
how far you are meant to go.
Impossible dreams often switch sides
and become possible as you learn to grow.

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Feeling the breeze touch and go
from the uneven edges of window,
lazing in the warmth of the moment
as if the worries have gone dormant,
I watch the moments turn poetic
under the spell of dreamy magic.

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