life

Witness

Be a witness, not the tide,
Watch the river, stand aside.
On the edge, a beggar’s gaze,
Drifting through the endless haze.

Step within, embrace the throne,
In the center, you’re your own.
Not a seeker, not the plea,
But the emperor, bold and free.
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The Mind They Could Never Read

It began in the sunlit corridors of a small school tucked away in their hometown. She, with her curious mind, and he, with his wild ideas, were an unlikely pair. She struggled with dyslexia, letters dancing in her mind, refusing to stand still. He, on the other hand, was a terrible speller. His notebooks were a battleground of misspelled words, scrawled with more creativity than correctness.

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Passion

If you crave it with all your might,
You’ll find a way, both day and night.
But if the fire burns low, subdued,
Excuses rise to shape your mood.

For passion carves the path ahead,
While doubt leaves dreams to rest instead.
So ask your heart, and let it choose—
Will you ignite, or will you lose?
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