Nothingness to find resilience

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Shut the door, please
For sometime I want to cease
Free from the stupid tease

My room, my space
Pause this nonsensical chase

My thoughts, my desires
why is everybody else on fire?

my life, my choice
why can’t I raise my voice?

these self created rules
till when will one choose?

Wrong or right
will not lose the fight
But for the moment,
Nothing is might

A blank mind
is my kind
For sometime
pause the rhyme

Body is weak
Future is bleak
Stop this creak
I am not freak

Not now, Not today
Siting inside my nothingness cave.

©Kritika

Sometimes I do hug Nothing. Hope you liked it. 🙂

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Impressive about me is my eagerness to try everything. Self Motivation is a fixed gear of my creativity vehicle provoking me to dance to the tune of optimism. Yoga and books are the two transducers of this victim which have helped to be straightforward and open minded. Improvement is the second gear which is under construction and will always be undergoing changes simultaneously achieving different goals. There are other supporting gears with less of speed more of energy. This is KRITIKA 🙂

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