Being grateful and being wise will help you silence the demons inside
The uncertainty of the infinite acts like those dreary brain clouds,
The same ones which make you question and doubt.
Indecision strangles your dreams impeding the glory you deserve,
Reticence is a by product, you are poisoned by the suspicion that you force yourself to preserve.
The malfunctioning rocket science, which doesn’t exist, hoodwinks us all the time,
Life’s a magnificent melody if you’re in tune, a coherent rhyme.
You deserve to be the king you were born to be,
So stop pretending to be stooges and feeling awkwardly.
Tread the glorious path of dreams and you will get to learn,
A meaningful life means much more than the money you earn.
Love what you do and do what you love, that’s what Farooq said,
He is the one affording the smile while making the flattest bread.
If you wish to start writing or have been writing already, the following lines would put you in good stead to accomplish what you are after.
In order to be a writer, you have to learn to be reverent. If not, why are you writing? Why are you here? … Think of reverence as awe, as presence in and openness to the world. Think of those times when you’ve read prose or poetry that is presented in such a way that you have a fleeting sense of being startled by beauty or insight, by a glimpse into someone’s soul. All of a sudden everything seems to fit together or at least to have some meaning for a moment. This is our goal as writers, I think; to help others have this sense of — please forgive me — wonder, of seeing things anew, things that can catch us off guard, that break in on our small, bordered worlds. When this happens, everything feels more spacious.