Inner self


One's inner self is something which can be believed blindly, because it never betrays! The one who listens to their inner self and moves according to it will not be disappointed by this world. No matter how you look, beacuse your thoughts will give you complete brightness which will act as a magnet! Let us reach great heights with the power of inner self!
Now, collaborating with SHILEN PATEL, to help you discover the power of inner self through poem!

HEMALATHA G's POEM

We waited and waited, so now
It's time to show off the camouflaged beauty!

In this world, where the real beauty is diminishing,
Where the lavishing words are vanishing,
The place where the devils are building their tents,
The time which is ready to haunt,
And the mask which we all wear!

Whenever we meet a person
We admire their pulchritude!
But is that the true one,
Something we just see with our eyes!

There's something shining inside everyone!
There's something inside brighter than the face!
So now let's show off the camouflaged beauty!
So now let's unbox our inner self!

All the time I show one side, but hide the otherside!
Not all the time my words will help you! discover me,
But my feelings which I hide will do!

Let's unfold the wings of this inner self
Which is ready to fly high!
It's time show off the real you!
A stalwart dreamer, indefatigable soldier,
Audacious transformer and a shining soul!

Everyone is vulnerable to the dissentient comments
Throwed on our fake face!

Now it's time to defeat them all with your inner strength!
It's not essential to take you inner self and display!

So let's fly high in this world with the power of inner self and with great aplomb!

SHILEN PATEL's POEM

Her eyes were so deep and her smile was too loud,
Like the shining stars with the grazing clouds.

The Deeper I got in, the brighter it grew,
Was it the thirst of self or I choose to drew.

The spilling consciences and the aura of her vibes,
It was the fortune with which she was scribed.

The eternal silence was divulging the shine,
Chaotic, convoluted; though it was mine.

I was subconscious and rhyming for herself,
She wasn’t there, she was my inner self.



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