Staring at myself in the mirror

Mixed emotions engulfing the soul

Drum beats resonating in the mind

I wish for a miracle

Embarrassed at my lacuna

Lack of interest to achieve

Humiliated and sordid

Pushing the daemon insight

I hold myself and let go the pain

I am the miracle

Devoid of a luster

Phoenix rising from the ashes again.

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I am a nomad at heart who craves for journeys and experiences. Life is too short to stop exploring and the quest to be happy should go on.

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  1. There are phases in life when you know the solution but execution is yet not destined. Emotions are overpowering and a sense of urgency creeps in. That’s when words flow and work as morphine.

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