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Do apart the unreal and random fiction

Blow into pieces random thoughts,

repeat a small prayer,

say the shit ain’t real,

brush off the fiction tales,

ailing it may,

dust off the unreal inside the brain,

stay in the cocoon if you may,

run away to an unknown destination,

take a lone trip,

chuck out the baggage,

unburden the shoulders,

walk along the Only One,

The You,

don’t battle the wounds,

It shall heal,

as you sit in stillness,

ease out with the flow,

create time and space with the YOU.


Love V


Work-in-progress, seeker and bundle of contradictions. Stubborn and Refusal to grow up and constantly in search of myself, I blurt it out on my space. Drop in and share some love. Indian by choice.

4 thoughts on “Do apart the unreal and random fiction

  1. “Create time and space with YOU”, I like that expression, we need it at least occasionally. In the same train of thought here is my poetry:


    I have company in my lonely abode

    Arriving and departing, the door is open and revolving

    The guests come, some offer bloom, others gloom.

    They’re the memories, family, and friends,

    Karmas’ notes, complaints, and compliments

    Environments, weapons, wars, and fights

    Politics, poverty, religions, and human rights

    Cherishing hopes, jokes, and anecdotes

    In this lively, and spirited noise

    Consciousness joins as an in-house voice

    And the party goes on, in my lonely abode.

    -Promod Puri

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