Traversing through the obfuscated landscape
Called life
Managing to make some sense of all
The chaos and strife
Learning to make music
From the jarring notes of judgmental voices
Knowing how to believe
And stand up for my choices
Seeking to blend with the milieu
And yet stand apart
Not drifting but to flow like a gushing stream
In matters of the heart
Beyond all the malice, deceit and disguise
Iโve learnt to nurture
My own little paradise
The vest way to be…Thanks for sharing that lovely poem with me!
Wow ๐
Totally what’s going in my mind right now!
Hows you LOI, hopping here after a long time… :):)
WOw, and that paradise will furthur more blossom ๐ heres wishing to that toooo
beautiful …
Ahh! What bliss to live in our own paradise! Beautifully written as always LOI ๐ Am too lazy to login and like it, sorry ๐ ๐
Beautifully written as always! ๐
First time I heard the word – obfuscated and had to look it up! ๐
Loved it!! Short of Words that really sum up my ethnicity towards ur way of writing & figure of speech.. Beautiful indeed!! ๐
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