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Grow up and become what ever you want,
Just belive in God.

Don't bother the size of your dress,

Don't bother if you laugh out loud,

Don't bother the decible of your voice,

Don't bother the gap in your legs,

Don't bother about the weight you gain,

Don't bother to please your elders,

Don't bother the shade of your lip gloss,

Don't bother the glow on your cheek,

Don't bother the demands of your boyfriend,

Don't bother before you unfriend toxic people,

Don't bother to explain your actions,

Don't bother even if you are wrong,

Don't bother about anything if you feel you are happy,

Be happy for yourself,
Satisfy yourself,
Dream for yourself,
And
Just live for yourself.

Just
Don't cheat yourself.
&
Don't cheat anyone.
❤️❣️❤️❣️

Sparkle In Wisdom
3/2/2021
Don’t wander too far
Everything you’re searching for
Is inside you.

Shell ✨🐚
We make the world not the other way around.
  Jan 2021 Sparkle in Wisdom
Khoisan
I
am
not afraid,
your
kind of beauty
excites
a
free
falling
of
my
expressions,
you
understand
failure
and
celebrate
my
successes,
you
are
soul fire,
strife or stride
my
  lover my bride,
girl
I am gonna follow,
f
o
l
l
o
w
Y♥️U
.
The
beauty of a soulmate
is everlasting
It’s a sunny day.
Clouds squat over the horizon,
But under their hazy scowl
The sunshine burns all the brighter.
I am not lifted, I am comforted.
Still broken, but mending.
Golden warmth wraps around me;
Nervous breeze touches my face,
Fingertips caressing my skin.
The smell of rain reminds me
My path is hidden in fog.
But for now, I close my eyes.
I enjoy the warmth
Of a sunny day.
When we met,
We fell in love,
For me you were the world,
For you I was the destination.

Our journey began against all odds,
We were separated by religion,
In the country we lived it was the biggest sin
To be Hindu and Muslim
To be in love
To marry
To Think of living together.
We did all!


We fought with the society,
We fought with our parents,
We made
New friends
New home
New life
Thus Began...

For you I was your destination,
For me you were my world.
For us we were complete.

That day too...
We were coming home,
In the train that ran at high speed and in rain,

I asked you again
Am I still beautiful?
You said, you know none better than me.

I asked you again, are there any regrets?
You said, none that you could pen.

I asked you again, am I still your final destination?
You said, you will never need a new one ever.

You hugged me,
And
Kissed me tight
And
Then suddenly you

Pushed me outside
I died on spot,
You moved away with train,
I was left in the rain.

You have made me a final destination indeed,
At
The Tomb stone in Kabristan!

Sparkle In Wisdom
30/1/2021
I read in news a month ago, a Hindu-Muslim matter couple were travelling in a train(Mumbai local) and boy hugged and kissed the girl and pushed her to death. A lady saw this, called the police and boy was arrested at next strain. The girl died on the spot.

Kabristan is the name of  Muslim graveyard in India.

Rest is fiction.
A pretty thick
slice
of hell

That was life
so far

But today things
will change

Today he was six
years
old and that meant old
enough to
guide his blind father
on the streets

The old man was only
blind for
a year after some work
related accident involving acid

And there was a mother
somewhere too. She left
shortly after
father’s accident

Today father held on
to his son’s shirt
at the shoulder and told him
to walk towards the
railway

“I want to listen to
the train,” said father

but it turned out he
wanted much
more than that. He wanted to
feel the train. Against
his face

So he stood on the rails
and told the kid
to go back home
and return after an hour or so

“Okay,” said the kid. But
he didn’t leave. He watched
from a safe distance

Didn’t even find
the
event particularly disturbing

Then he went back home
and had some
fruit loops with milk
and his first taste of
beer

He had become a
man
https://bogdandragos.com/2021/01/19/feeling-the-train/
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