The problem is that the problem still remains there
Always it's important to know the root cause of any problem
Understand it and understand properly
Understand the exact nature of the problem.

Understand exactly where the problem lies and what exactly is the problem at present.
Once understood,
then try to study and also understand the nature of problem.

Definitely in the present moment of time the problem is that the problem still remains there as it is.

Innovations and innovative thinking will definitely not solve the problem, will also not bring the much needed change.

Extreme situations need extreme measures to be taken similarly,
in the same way complex situations need perseverance and analytical thinking.

Agreed that things change,
new things happen in life,
but also agreed upon the fact that an individual becomes an experienced individual only and only when same old mistakes are not repeated.

So smile to make things feel light and easy,
but also always keep in mind,
always better to sort out a complex problem rather than taking a new,
different route and starting somewhere along the line all over again.

Time runs fast and so does a situation and it’s nature that changes
So always act according to the need of hour
Act in the present keeping in mind everything with regards to the present.

Initially take small steps making sure that every step taken is done keeping in mind the fact that anyhow in the end it’s important to reach to the destination.

Obstacles will come along the way,
obstacles will be handled,
but time will always play a very crucial role.

So never lose hope nor faith
Keep going,
see to it that after experiencing the highs and lows of life,
time now to start again,
all over again,
something new,
keeping in mind all the experiences from past.

Definitely an experience comes along with time,
experiences enrich life when lessons learnt from those experiences come to rescue in need of hour.

Every night before the sun sets I write myself a letter to you.
Addressing the person I think I know.
Letting him know that love is possible despite the burns ingrained on our skin.

Every night after the sun sets I write myself a letter to you.
Addressing the person I have come to know.
The one that breaks the skin I thought was elastic enough to hold all pain.

Every night I fight myself.
Begging to move on.
Telling myself that the cracks in my skins are battles that have been won.
Feeding into the ******* the world feeds my hungry soul.

Instead, I know.
That somewhere out there you're living a life--
full of cracks that have nothing to do with me.
And in the deepest and most honest part of my soul,
I know that this is the most ****** up of all.

Loving is a verb,
Sign--do not disturb,
Like a kiss of pasta,
Makes a woman bellissima,
Vesuvius explodes,
Time travel in odes,
Aeons of love roads,
I never got over you,
Negativity is so fabulous,
Time travel for the two of us,
I never got over you,
Loving is a verb to view.

No, my mother atheist said,
Long live cricket, God is dead,
Debbie Downer's Nihilist thoughts,
Total negativity she taught,
This is Debbie Downer's doormat daughter,
Saturday sportsmen off to slaughter,
Yes, God is dead,
Long live extreme sports,
That's what Negative Norma said.

Just do the dance, stepping on feet it hurts
I'm a powerful being when i contort my body but i can't scream
My rabbit mask on I'm laying in my bed
trying to find the most comfortable position to cry
so i can recall reality

Do my clothes bother you--
as I wear black leggings
with small high school shorts above them
or is it my pastel blue hair
with an assortment of illustrious flowers
in a shape of a crown on my head.

Maybe it's the collection of tattoos
that I have spiraling around my arms;
little pictures of despicable me minions
and clusters of anime that you
never  thought worth while to know the name of.

Is it the rotation of shoes ranging from
sky spotted flats to glamorous Toms
that show the expansion of the galaxy on our horizon,
which reminds yourself of how ignorant you may really be in comparison.

Does the reflection of the sun
bouncing off of my 3/8ths of an inch earrings
cause you to become confused, just like my cat does
when I am at home near some window,
or is it too difficult to comprehend that this is me not you.

Are we estranged conjoined twins
that I never knew about some how,
and what I like prevents you from living
because then I would understand why
compromising is even an option.

As a man or woman of youth or elderly--
I choose equality over self-replication
I choose not to be defined by the singularity
I choose to exist in freedom
and I choose to be myself with all of its complexities.

"Temper your enthusiasm,"
She said,
"The extremes of your reactions;
You should have
A more conventional frame
On which to hang
Your unconventionality."
"Don't push people,"
She said,
"You make yourself vulnerable."

She told me not to rhapsodise,
That it would be difficult,
Impossible, perhaps,
For me to harness my dynamism.
The tone of my work,
She said,
Is often a little dubious.
She said
She thought
That there was something wrong.

That I'm hiding
Some sad
Dark secret from the world.
"Temper your enthusiasm,"
She said,
"The extremes of your reactions;
You should have
A more conventional frame
On which to hang
Your unconventionality."