PERSONAL DEVELOPMENT | POETRY

Fragments of Reality

Be still. Hold on. It will come to pass. You will emerge triumphantly.

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I feel so weary,
And sleepy as a log,
But I should go on
And keep on writing.

Whatever arises,
However I feel,
Whenever I can’t,
Wherever I am in my journey;
Somehow, I could think of something.

Maybe along the way,
Or just at the sidelines.
I am not sure how,
Yet I should hearten myself.

Unceasingly, as the rain;

And fervently, as my love for you.

Who else will do this for me?
So earnestly as I can,
Who else will buck me up?
As fiery as I am now.
What do you say?

Yes, it’s only you, my plain old soul.

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