You fulminate or exult, your
own fondness shouldn’t be carried away,
By any Being’s notion, who
for his own triumph, leaves your reasoning in fray;
Impetus drives you to do what
you may be into,
Not necessary, someone else’s
reflection or affirmation, won’t be skew;
Then how could it be
concluded whether the course would keep you afloat or sink,
The followed conception is guided
by your veracious instincts;
Path is crowded with cactus,
thence escape those undesired tangles,
Or for how long with those
thorny souls one would indulge in endless grapples;
Inspiration is enough to sail
in the direction of what one desire,
To succeed, one should first
distinguish between the righteous & erroneous & not mere blindly admire;
But on the path there would
be some blooming flowers,
Who would be comforting with
inspiration & not with dissension or cower;
Arduous, discerning the true
emotions, if exists, in those big eyes,
And to find the genuine
tenderness & devotion in those smiles;
The spur to search truth shouldn't
commence from someone else’s reflection, but shalt look into your own heart,
Not a myth, every chapter in
the end point towards another splendid start :)
©
Pranav Chaturvedi of 2015