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Planning!!!

We plan, we always plan, wanting it to happen the way we want, accomplished like we wish it to be, always perfect, as we plan. Sometimes we even do planning to make a planning in advance. Hoping to, aspiring to, desiring it, aiming it, expecting it, yes, expectations, and here planning if expectations fail, planning if that longing got fulfilled. And our expectations do turn us more anxious and sometimes make us believe as if we don’t deserve it at all or might give us so much confidence, that handling it makes us zombies.

Running a blind race, we are running in a crowd yet alone, it is never-ending, and quitting is never an option. We have plan B if plan A fails, and alphabets till Z but sometimes we all do wonder, what is after that Z, what if everything turns out to be not we want. But we plan again, yes, planning not to cry, planning how to react, planning how to act. Planning the escape.

And in the end, we do forget, everything is not in our hands, life always opens its cards, when the actual time came, till everything is concealed, even our planning which we do with eyes open and close, each moment, each second. The universe is already conspiring may be for us or against us, time will tell. Till then, do your planning and keep patience and hope.

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Just hold on….

Just don't stop believing 
Just hold on
Just one more time
Just one more try
Another battle, another fight
Nothing comes that easy
Some will win, some will lose
But tales do not end here
Just another story
Just another assumption
The whole book is awaiting
Just hold on
Just don't stop believing
Working hard to get your pursuit
Working hard to get your dreams
Feeling the euphoria
That thrill of emotions
It's not over
It's not the climax
Of the story, you are living
Stories are hidden in stories
Till it is done
Till you decide it to be
It's not over
Till your last breath
Just hold on
Just don't stop believing
Standing on the verge
Just a few more steps
You can't give up now
Things only you know
Things no one can see
Feelings you conquer
Just don't stop believing
Just hold on
Just one more time
Just one more try
Write it the way you want
Your story, your tale
© ERA SINGH

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My Solitude.

My solitude talk to me 
Talk for me
But I never listen
May be afraid to listen to the truth
About the consequences
About the continuations

My solitude argue with me
Argue for me
But I never heed
May be afraid to heed the transition
About the nightmares
About the choices

My solitude complain to me
Complain about me
But I never acknowledge
May be afraid to acknowledge the reality
About the people who left
About the people who stay

My solitude always spoke with me
Spoke for me
Always holding the hand
Of my introvert self
Hidden behind the glee.
©Era Singh

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Insight!!

At times, you get the glances of all the potential you have, but you are afraid to endorse it. You close your eyes or just overlook those moments, those pursuits. You doubt your intuition. You distrust your instincts. Disjudegemets or disagreements?

Somewhere deep down in your mind you know literally what you are worthy of, capable of but you are not ready to accept it. You can achieve it. You can get there but how? You set the boundaries, you decide your limitations, your threshold. This is it, just cross that line a little. Hindrances or setbacks? You are more than that.

Make a sacrifice, of everything, even of yourself, or your habits, dependence, whatever comes in the way of your success. Eliminate the situations, standing in your path. Obsession or insanity, you can say, but only you can do it, it is all your will, your will to move ahead, your will to make them insignificant. Are you willing to do?

Emerging courage, courage to accept the change. The appearance of a different perspective. Are you determine enough? A new vision? An insight into unsaid.

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Uncertainty!

We all live in some kind of uncertainty. Sometimes how things unfold even you don’t realize. How to react, why, and what becomes uncertain itself. Life is indeed unpredictable but what to say on things which we somehow know deep down will happen one day but you never imagined your reaction, maybe that should be left for that moment but what to do with this anxiety. Is it that way or something else.

Permanent or temporary? But this uncertainty is probably momentarily till new one arises and you start overthinking again or not overthinking just anticipation. What about those eras of vacuum and void? You feel so empty that nothing matters, you stop questioning and leave it, accepting everything as it is, believing maybe it is best but you do feel something is left. Something is missing.

Losing, wanting, omitting, ignoring till? Falling or failing? Break out from the uncertainty or insecurities. Continuous, endless skepticism. The feeling as if you are moving forward but still standing at the same place not able to accept the change or that is actually not the change just ignorance. You are kinda misplaced perhaps.

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Battles Known-Unknown!!

You try to make the worst seems better 
You try to make look yourself strong
You try to find the deserted core
You try to find the excuses untold
You try to search the keys of unopened doors
You try to search the lost qualms
You try to sail that dried ocean
You try to sail that fallen cloud
You try to climb that collapsed mount
You try to climb that cut-down trees
You try to absorb all the guilts
You try to absorb all the sins
Barren land, all deserted and bruised
Old wounds cut open, stinging more
Millions of reasons to give up
Millions of reasons to let go
But you try to fight, you try to fight
Those battles are known but unknown
Breaking the barriers, cracking the fence
Smashing the palaces of solaces
Boundaries undefined and vague
Comforts don't captivate and excite
Invisible passages enchant
Quest to find that lost soul
Quest to find that abandoned self
You feud, you resist
You withstand, you keep
Those unknown battles which are known.
©Era Singh

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Assimilate it…

Sometimes you just keep on dragging things, digging the grave, buried them so deep, making a mausoleum, but is it really so? No argues, no ego, no screams, no cries, no sobs, a silence of eternity till, till it starts killing you inside. Do you try to listen? The plants having those strong roots of pain with leaves of grief, growing on the tomb. It keeps on heaping, to erupt. It grows, till it makes cracks on that crypts, on the surface to come out.

You argue, with yourself, for yourself. You shout, you disguise, to protect yourself, from your temperaments. You keep on running, to find the place, desired one, secure one, will you ever be able to, with all your personalities, same person, different identities. Are you normal? Do you know even yourself? Whom are you really safeguarding? Yourself or your attitudes?

Ego, superego, id clashes, all the time. Are you aware enough? Conscious enough to distinguish? Do you hear the sounds of these conflicts? You know the way, still, you do not know. Accept or not, this is what it is and will always be. It is hidden yet so evident, not with these eyes, not with these senses you comprehend. Absorb the essence and engulf it, you know what it is?

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Maybe…

Perhaps we all are living in the hex, some kind of magic or dream, Maybe we all are trapped in some bubble, Possibly there is actually no Time, Maybe someone is controlling us, maybe we all are in a simulation, one day that bubble will burst or we will wake up from that dream, facing the reality.

I want to but still don’t want to, maybe we love this trance, a spell of vicinities, perhaps this is best for us but maybe it is not, and what we don’t know certainly what we are not, entangled in the coop. Liberation from? or perhaps it is reality and we are just doing imagination.

Recovery under process, maybe lessons before facing the existing and breathing?

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उठ देख जरा …

माना रात अंधेरी है सुबह होने में थोड़ी देरी है 
पर तू ऐसे सो नहीं सकता, तुझे खुद को जगाना है
पर तू ऐसे रुक नहीं सकता, थक नहीं सकता
क्यों रोता तू क़िस्मत पर
उसके आँचल में क्यों सिसकियाँ भरता
ये तेरी ही दास है,तू क्यों निराश है
जो नहीं मिला,जो बीत गया
जो आने वाला है जो चला गया है
उसका गम क्या करता है
तू क्यों खोता ऐसे आस है, सोच जरा
तेरी इच्छाशक्ति बड़ी या भाग्य
एक ठोकर से ही तू डर नहीं सकता है
ऐसे छुप कर,सहम कर बैठ नहीं सकता
अभी तो पूरी जंग है बाक़ी,डर नही सकता
तुझे खुद को हराना है, खुद को और तपाना है
दीये की लॉ है तू,रोशन करना एक जमाना है
खुद की तलाश कर, खुद को पहचान जरा
उस ज़िद, उस आशा का दामन थाम जरा
सोना नहीं रातो को तुझे,तुझे ख़ुद को जागना है
खेलता तू अंगारों से, आग से क्यों घबराना है
चलता अकेला अंजान राहो पर, क्या भय है
सागर से भी गहरा, तेरा आत्मविश्वास है
माना रात अंधेरी है सुबह होने में देरी है
तू सो नहीं सकता, तुझे खुद को जगाना है
हारा कब तू किसी से, हारा तू खुद से
अब और नहीं, खुद को खोज ले फिर से।
©ईरा सिंह

The poem I wrote above has been inspired by the following poem which I wrote a few years back, I hope you liked it.

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There is the fire within….

It's hidden, It's apparent 
It's small, It's big
There is the fire within
Burning brighter than the fire around
Nothing was too painful to survive
Reminiscences of past, Fantasies of future
Perceptions of the present
Memories haunts, Expectations kill
Disappointments and let downs
Misgiving answers
We pursuit and plan
Making it more tormenting
Agonizing the whole soul
There is the fire within
Scorching brighter than the dawn
Sparkling and radiating
Spreading out among the stars
Illuminating the cosmos around
Atomic collisions of the thoughts
Reflections and impressions
The most powerful weapon
There is the sun within
There is the fire within
Maybe a missile or lantern
Maybe the destroyer or keeper
Maybe little, maybe unknown
See the smoke, feel the heat
vaporized the deceptions
faded the notions
There is the fire within
©ERA SINGH

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