A treasure within


You turned your back towards the world in remorse

No one can see you

No one can touch you

No one can care for you

No one can be your friend in distress

No one can talk to you

But your morsel image has been experienced by someone inside

Something is snarling inside your skin

Some one is talking to you trying to take you out of the bridled energy you created

Someone assiduously watching your every move

Someone is trying to get you out from your insidious

Self created obviated locked image

It is none other than silence inside

Working hard on you to get you right

Life is to live she says

Every lesson your soul desire to learn

 Is guided towards you

 In the form of tyrannical phase

So shush! And listen

Observe the dorsal phase which you lived in haste

Worry no more

Care no more

Homo sapiens come and go

And on gloomy days when you feel that you are alone

Turn towards the friend inside

If you listen to it carefully

It will lead you to gold

That is none other than the silence inside

Don’t search for it

It resides inside and will be with you whenever you will feel low




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