Me, talking to the one who struggles and suffers to dazzle,
Knowing life on how it’s played with composure is a gift.
Me talking to the one who masters concealing bruises with frazzle,
Understanding life with humility allows you to drift.
Walking despite the risks carrying a doubt under the sleeves,
Asking self-being on a pedestal while wearing the answer.
“You are exactly where you are” isn’t sufficient to heave,
The mind boggles calming the heart pumping everything in anger.
You are good in telling to others, they are doing so well,
Giving the advice to save their life from the pain you’ve also felt.
You’re good telling to others, they’re enough and not to feel unwell,
Giving them self-esteem to walk on their own snugging their belt.
Dropping your ego that once been stepped on to lift others,
Ignoring discomfort to convince them, it’s okay to slip.
This box you’re in needs to be opened revealing its heathers,
Not even caring what harm it gives’ to widen their mind not to flip.
Playing as an example of a strong person who’s once lost,
Wandering around and letting your conscious mind be accreted.
Everything’s needed to be searched and the process must be trusted,
Making them realize, you exist and it’s fine to be lost.
Lost in a spotlight of finding dreams,
A dream full of wonders that knocks off one’s confidence.
Lost in a wide range of thoughts in a ream,
A ream of speculations in different incidences.
Lost infinite battles of finding a certain piece,
A piece of every doubt is used in solving broken puzzle.
Lost in writing a story revealing the future,
Future full of mysteries that hits every heart that suffers to dazzle.
Lost but will never be bewildered, God is leading the way,
A way of clarity that heart and mind assured its conciliation.
Let your worries become a warrior yet not to get astray,
Believe Him, Life’s a surprise full of best-laid destinations.
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