An evocative, soul-searching poem, by Seema, exclusively for Different Truths.
I have been meaning To pen a letter To my younger self Some sage advice On how it’s okay to falter That discernment comes with age From experiencing life And taking a few missteps Let not your pride Throw obstacles in your path The smallest of oaths Are just as important In the grand scheme of things Don’t sell yourself short The cost of remarks snide Are valuable friendships lost There is honour even in loss As long as you are true to your cause Be gentle and kind To others and to yourself You are beautiful and accepted Just the way you are And you will soon find The world is a beautiful place A tender word goes a long way To remind a wounded soul That the aches that has led them astray Cannot fill the gaping hole Growing bigger with each cruel act Like a self-fulfilling prophecy Of doom attracting gloom In murky waters the flowers of peace cannot bloom Be you with all your imperfections Class distinctions are just a facade To perpetuate despair Do not hide behind a mask Life cannot be lived as a masquerade Trust your intuitions That whisper in a quiet tone The words of heavenly wisdom
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