Poetry

"I'm not looking for perfection, only sincerity."
"The best love story begins with peace, trust, and respect

The least regret.

We have romanticized the untravelled path into a flawless paradise, forgetting that every life, no matter how golden from a distance, comes with its own heavy tax of mundane miseries, suffocating lonely saturdays, and heavy sacrifices.

If you are tired and stressed by your kids, you don't imagine the child free version of yourself doing taxes, eat dinner for one, on yet another Tuesday night,
You imagine yourself sipping espresso in Paris, completely unbothered.

This is a cognitive bias. This untravelled pathway seems to always be clean, sunny, and devoid of traffic. By realizing that every path has its own unique set of miseries and mundane moments, the illusion shatters.

There is no magical door that opens into a room of pure joy without a cost.
If you marry, you will mourn your solitude, if you stay single, you will ache for companionship.

If you build a family, the children a non refundable.
You will look back at your freedom with a sigh,
if you have no children, you will look at the legacy of others with a hollow chest.

It's why we don't lock in on choice anymore.. the fear of tasting regret that's never happened.
But regret is an inevitable byproduct of human freedom.
That's why many sit on the fence.

The tragedy of the human condition is not that we make the wrong choices, but that we believe a choice exists where we get to keep everything.

One thing to be mindful of is who listens to your regrets, whose watching you, the families and friends, strangers online, who enjoy your demise..
That's where the most fear of regret lies.

What other people think.

The illusion of the perfect life is a ghost that haunts the actual life you are supposed to be living. Freedom does not mean avoiding the pain of loss, it means choosing which is the least regret you're going to live with.

Peace belongs to those who stop agonising over the lives they didn't choose, and finally begin the brave, messy work of loving the one they did.

And that's how you can win..
By discussing and merging regret with another.

The good thing about carrying someone else's burden, You are rewarded with being appreciated
Compared to carrying just your own.

Drifting Wolf.

"Until Tomorrow Finds Us"

If today is not the day our paths intertwine,
then may tomorrow gently lead you back to me.

If your heart still sees me as a stranger,
may tomorrow teach it the comfort of my name.

If your soul is still searching for reasons to stay,
may tomorrow whisper every answer you've been longing to hear.

So don't stop believing in tomorrow, my love.

For tomorrow is a promise no one can predict,
it may carry the moment our eyes finally understand each other,
our hands find their way home,
and our hearts discover that they were never meant to beat apart.

Until that day arrives,

"I'll keep a place for you in every tomorrow."

Love is not about posession.
Love is about appreciation…

Rendering

I step through the time whirl
Stagnating in the 3D
20 frames per second
Is all that I can see

The aftershock effect
Like atomic waves
Crash around me
Sway me away

There’s a signal lag
Sorry what did you say
I’m rendering through Past currents,
can’t hear you, prey

Echo chambers in my head
Aftermath of the blast
Can’t tell which is the present
Which voice is the past

I’m lost in the void
It’s quiet and dark
In between two places
Is this what I think it is?
The end of a spark?

The Only Certainty: Death

Again today, I was gently reminded,
How fragile this life truly is.
A beautiful world we call our home,
Yet nothing here is forever ours.

The only promise every soul shall taste,
Beyond wealth, status, youth, or fame,
Is death.

No mountain can hide us,
No ocean can carry us away.
No power can delay it,
No prayer can erase it.

The only question is not if,
But how.

Will we leave in youth or old age?
In health or in sickness?
In peace or in pain?
With faith... or without it?

Its hour is hidden.
Its path unknown.
Yet its arrival is certain.

So while breath still fills our lungs,
Let us prepare.

Smile a little more.
Love a little deeper.
Forgive a little sooner.
Pray with greater sincerity.
Live with a grateful heart.

Fight less.
Eat less.
Worry less.
Envy less.
Compare less.

And with each passing day,
Become a little less attached
To a world we were never meant
To keep forever.

For life is only a journey,
And death is not the end...

It is the doorway
To eternity.

And here I am with two hands and a nose with no man to hold me😔

When he is tallllllllllll like talll t taaallll 🫠🫠