For the New Year...

Thoughts about those,
Who are unaware,
I, myself, am unconscious,
For feelings which matter.

A trickle of a tear,
For those who do not care,
I forget the ones,
Who never make me cry.

An attempt to change myself,
For those, in whose world I do not exist,
Forgetting about those,
Who accept me for who I am.

Bequeathing a wreath of devotion,
At whose feet which walk away,
Staring at the footprints left behind,
Unaware of the affectionate arm on my shoulder…
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"We tend to forget that happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something we don't have, but of recognizing and appreciating what we do have"

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About Me!

To escape from the humdrum existence people call "life", I explore the jungle of my mind. A meandering path, with thoughts as my obstacles. I put aside the smiling face of my mother, snapshots of holidays with friends, lost memories of my childhood... All in an attempt to find answers to my branching questions.

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