Excited to the hilt

coming over inner guilt

appreciating the good in me

on a walk to the gentle sea.

 

as I approach its gentleness

rising waves give me the motivation

and memory of  rising phoenix

boosts my ego.

 

nails digging deep into flesh

pain reinforcing the believe

that my existence is for real.

 

sun baked sun working as cushion

evaporating tears taking care of emotions.

intensifying desires taking me

to the extreme of insanity

all doors got to be fiercely shut

to guard my sanity.

 

yet,

open nostrils have a thoroughfare to my soul

a purposeful existence

my only goal.

~Alok Alamban~

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