Amidst a mob, bazaars of blares
Your bleat, in the sea of triviality
Yet another drop, in worldly despairs
Fulfills the flaw, of our ‘totality’!
In the carnival, of ‘dumb’-‘charades’
We mimic, cherished caricatures
In a world, full of, fugitive façades
Our thoughts, are lost to conjectures!
Be what you are, in your soul’s precinct
Not a roar, but a whisper, all it takes
For a heart-to-heart, with inert instinct
That streak of you, this world forsakes!
Stop rejoicing, funeral of your thought
Lest your poise, be lost, to the worldly noise
Don’t be that man, who world forgot,
Before cult, becomes your, ‘creative’ lot
Do make a choice, Find Your Own Voice !!!
© 2018 Vikas Chandra
Great advice. albeit it quite intimidating.
I think we are taught by school, at least school used to be like this, to give specific answers or have specific ideas. It makes finding your own voice really a difficult thing to do sometimes if you have this type of programming. Especially if you don’t know where to start.
But nonetheless, we should start small. And find small pockets of our own voice at first.
Dear Deon,
I really appreciate your thoughts.
Yes, our culture, our faith, our ethics, our academics, our culture(rather convenience), our beliefs and prejudices all contribute their bit to it.
But it’s all how we choose to experiment with truth determines whether that true voice of our souls ever sees the light of day or squanders away in the dark cage of our soul.
Nice meeting you Bro.
God bless you!
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