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Day 298 in 2017

Trust is not granted;

Trust is earned.

Work it; live it,

The passport for your continual journey.


Day 297 in 2017

The wall of wisdom always has the insight;

It may come in a resolved silence;

May it also in robust words at flight;

Either way, it always stands for its stance.

(Delayed) Day 241 in 2017

Into my ocean I dive back,

Where the vibe hydrates the lungs of my passion,

More than just streams of luck,

It’s where the wave rolls back again and again.

(Delayed) Day 233 in 2017

One can’t hold the laughter

When it’s blurted.

One can only splatter

What has been churned.

Day 206 in 2017

On one’s knees,

Are the strife and struggle,

The cut-outs and the mess;

Life’s a jungle.

Day 205 in 2017

One comprehends not what could be found,

In the thick and thin of peregrination,

To prevail the quest safe and sound,

And becomes one own champion.

Day 200 in 2017

Encircling the focus 

Is to lock the heart at it. 

None other than you could 

See what’s being locked. 

See to it. 

See through it. 

Don’t let the eyes blink out of it,

Even for a split second; 

Or they’ll get distracted 

And never come back at it. 

Day 199 in 2017

Welcoming the newest blooms,

With the sweetness of bright rose,

As they embark on a new mission, 

Through the labyrinth of transition, 

Like a complicated prose,

Trying to conquer the future as it blooms. 

Day 186 in 2017

The voluminous curious minds, 

Equipped with little mettlesome hands,

And liberating laughter abound.

To edify is channeling the charm of the learners,

As chanting the imminent prophetic verse,

About the unflagging bridge builders. 

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