Here’s a poem by Aishwarya that depicts the trial and tribulations of life’s journey and the final destination, for Different Truths.
I feel at times I am not me Who can it be, If I am not me? I feel at times my realm, I seek If it isn't with me; Where else can it be? I feel at times I want to break free Am I so bound that I cannot break free? As I seek to find What’s my true I walk under skies gray n’ blue I see I hear, I touch, I feel I sift the unreal from the real Boundless and bare lies my realm there Where fear is a myth and hatred a rare The day I leave all my pains behind my true purpose in life I will surely find.
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