Humans

“Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate.”

 ― C.G. Jung

                                   ~

Wheels in disguise, we born,

On a moment marked precise,

Named out of an impulse of dawn,

Formed out on the night of fetish and gin.

Meaning to existence, so cryptic, we think.

Stiff to knowledge, evasive to wisdom,

Bouncing back within boundaries,

Wheels in disguise, we run.

Only if we stop, stop thinking,

Running, reaching, breathing,

Only if we fall, deeper than dreams, faster than love.

We may, make unconscious concious,

Finally break the fate, shed the disguise and be great!

                                   ~

Writing a poem is like exploring a world. Each and every time, it’s a different world, unique and amazing and with its own essence, when you capture it, that’s when when we succeed as a poet. At the same, the world you explore never exist the second before you make your mind, that’s why writers are called creators. We create, not material, but worlds within our minds, for which our words serves as the key!

You can visit all of my worlds here, It’s all about nothingg.

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