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 Jan 2019 Ramana Tandra
Cm
Waves of joy
Waves of sorrow
Waves of thoughts
Waves of memories
They come and go
Temporary visitors
Of my mind
Only come
For a reason

For reminding me
For teaching Me
And leave
Feel their presence
Cherish the essence
And let go
Do not hang on to it
Let your journey continue

©️Sobbingsoul
 Jan 2019 Ramana Tandra
Cm
Each Birth
Happens for a lesson
Recognizing
One's Passion
That's
The heart's
Mission

©️Sobbingsoul
Words cross me as a knife
In a certain kind of retaliation.
Right or wrong doesn't matter,
It only matters what people say.

I must remember
That words are not sharp
- We hear them sharp.
We let them cut,
We let them in our heads,
We let them overflow in tears,
Sometimes ours, sometimes in others' eyes.

But I carry the weight
Of bleeding someone else's heart,
And agonize myself as a morbid
And undesired consequence.

The dry blood begins the healing at some point,
Or turns to hemorrhage.
We shall take care,
Soften words,
Soften what goes out in the light,
Even though some cuts are inevitable.
I’m not afraid to lose.
It means I tried.
I have the right to choose.
Push shame aside.
Wipe away these blues.
Faith be my guide.
I’ll always pay my dues.
Let insults slide.
They won’t be able to bruise
this woman’s pride.
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