overgrown
lawn
or
fairy
garden
you choose

It is hard, isn’t it?
We tell ourselves yes because all have a definitive answer to it.
A full stop that is the peculiar reason, which a focus on “the”.
Not realizing, not embracing that we are “the” complication.
Our world could shatter and fall; utter destruction could befall us all—
Our attitude decides our fate; one can smile while facing death.
It is hard isn’t it, to be?

a great effort
must come at the strong will of mind
carry the burden of one’s pain,
must take the leap to lead
the thought
to fill
the sorrow
of shaping one’s head, throat,
heart and gut.
and becoming true to self
must come to learn
of letting go,
of detaching drama
worn about life’s tragic death.
how will you survive?
if there’s no change,
if there’s no willingness to embrace,
forgiveness that is hard to accept and own.
Although you’re trying to untie
the knots of being in caged,
your words that only deteriorate
you by your own illusion mind
and thus;
delivery state of confusion.

The best part of being alive
is that you got to decide.
Never settle for less
than what you can aspire.
Don’t listen to people
who determine your worth
by what they see on
the outside.
You have a thoughtful mind
and know exactly the value
of your heart.
Your happiness is in your hands.
Don’t you dare let it
slip through your fingers.
The hate must not
influence your mindset.
You are you.
Think like you.

I am starting afresh, starting new,
not with the many, only with a few.
I left behind what did not grow,
held the door open, asked them to go.

For this year, my head is very clear,
who doesn't uplift you, really ain't your dear.
For this year, my heart is very aligned,
who is not kind, really ain't worth your time.


-Paras Bajaj #PoetrybyParas
Instagram : @mr.parasbajaj