I stir my soul in the cup of life with my emotions
As I always blend my sorrows with fake smiles at times
My eyes layered to cover my heart’s window
As earlier it wasn’t casing much to my solace
Spoon of my thoughts makes the ripples of confusion
The surface disturbed as my mind all the time
But beneath it’s my optimism, hope and faith
Buried deep down and resting in peace
They come up when life hits hard
And at times when my trust spills out of it
To assure me that I’m still alive
And able enough to slow down this motion a bit
Then I hold on to it firmly because it’s mine
And sit back to take a deep sip out of it
Keep it in my mouth for a while to taste
All the flavors it has to offer to satiate my spirit
Refresh myself again to get up
To live and fight back
Breaking my sleep of illusions
To bring me back to reality.
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I have just rephrased this a bit..
Spoon of my thoughts make the ripples of confusion
The surface disturbed as my mind all the time
They come up when life hits hard
And at times when my trust spills out of it
But beneath it’s my optimism, hope and faith
Buried deep down and resting in peace
To assure me that I’m still alive
And able enough to slow down this motion a bit
Now it seems more logical, whaddya' think !!
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