This actually came to me as a wave of inspiration that saw my thoughts rambling and wondering on various facets of life. Trying to make sense of things we often have to go through various conflicting ideas and scrutinise each possibility to finally arrive, somewhat, somewhere comfortable for our peace of mind.
Ok! What is the instinctive voice that comes from within?
I mean, like an eruption.
It must surface, preferably at a fast pace
lest I get drawn into solace.
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This is not a phase but rather a space
within my inner being, to replace
this voice of self-destruction.
My face is the manifestation of things to come
and things to be.
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It is not a miracle or fallacy.
God created me in His image,
thus portraying his ways should be a vintage
point on every individual.
Worshiping and serving are not residual,
but a permanent commitment
and not a temporary impediment.
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Tell me what is.
What is the ingredient of intelligence, respect and honour?
What is the significance of life or living?
Believing in something you cannot see is demanding
and requires one to have faith as solid as a rock.
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No flock of criticism can move me.
Neither am I a stock of mockery.
You will need cookery to tackle me.
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I am embedded with knowledge
of stone age and voices of verbal crusade.
This page exists as a mileage of life's journey
and footprints of marching strides and pilgrimage.
Whatever "what is" is, it has got to be the driving force behind
my will and motivation to press forward and never rewind.
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