Broken Crayons can still color - Got Rekt?Broken down? Read on.

 Time for philosophy introspection. 

When you get Rekt, bad & downtrodden by life circumstances, and this will happen when you least expect it, start observing people around you. 

Some few people will sympathize, most don't. Only few will empathize with you. No worries. Start taking close notes,  of whose happy seeing you get Rekt, and who are going out of their way to make you feel comfortable and support you in every small manner they can. Call these as friends. These nice sweet good people make the World ( filled with strangers) a happier place. 💌🙏🏻Always Thank the good people with gratitude. 

Who and what you surround yourself with, is what we all become. So i urge you to become a better version of your own self. Each rekt time i met very few sweet & great people - strangers who supported me.God bless you, with gratitude and my heart. 💖Thank you to all the sweet people in here who supported me.🙏🏻You know who you are. Greetz & Shoutouts to you all. 🤗

And for those that smiled, mocked & celebrated my failure, I'll keep your names in my little black diary section " people to never call ever again" . Yes, we shall meet once again, in hell.😈 I didn't say i was an angel, or did i? 

Folks you may get broken, But remember *Broken crayons can still color.*

Thank you all for coming to my Ted Talk. Ooops, i meant my blogspot Talk. 😃

When all your arrogance fails,
And all your fake egos fall,
There won't be a flutter in your heart, nor the voice,
which used to soothe your soul's restless silent calls,
When time stands on boundaries of eternity still,
Memories of selected past enveloping as a grill,
Look within the heart and stop walking on your way,
The path you had chosen lead you astray,
Cannot return the glorious past, nor run this steed of memories aghast,

Scared here i stand, to write these words on a strange wall,
Strangers will read and claim some words, as their own mind's call.
Path you have chosen must thrill its win,
When nothing else remains, just breathe, be still,
I walk for I must, I have nowhere to go, no one I trust enough to know.
My words find you, in your own way of life,
Be happy, be thrilled, lead your own life.
Accept these blessings of a stranger,
this is while I past,
Today here, tomorrow too we shall pass.
Call my name out, at the last when you need a stranger's last call.

I'm holding strong against all winds, 

Memories veil my strength, I'm holding onto, still, 

This is my will. © ® Poarousasp E Mistry ® ©

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Feeling as an option, not as an opted choice,
The star shines alone, dulled only by a viewer' s sight,

They'll watch me as i fall across the sky,
Leaving no trail behind, blazing by.

They'll say he left us, too fast, it was all so soon,
I witnessed their presence, evaluated them before they knew,
for some i walked away too fast, a little soon,
They'll have theories about me, they'll stake their knowledgeable claim,
Meaning of my writing they'll analyse, as much as they knew,

For few i slipped away, like snow melted in hands, water dried on grounds, not even the dew remains
My dawn awaits, this night shall fade away.

Something else within, inside me, i only knew,
An inner voice within, guides my mood and how i interact tomorrow as anew,

Shivering, fearing, these rivers of tears, i have to cross them by,
The test of time, many fail to make their mark,
Not realizing why i passed them right without a sigh,

Who am i to teach anyone, a love song,
i listen to the rhythms of chirping birds,
and watch blooming flowers to be appeased. 

When the winds blow right, and the clouds give you the clear sight,
Fire within my heart, extinguish not my soul,
I'll bounce back blazing, burn away sad memories
and i might just behave cold,

Passing by people, setting them all free,
 no offense taken or given,
you're all common, the same nonsensical traits common, some amongst you, some within me.

Searching loyalty, faithfulness amongst strangers,
a drama at best, I've mastered by my very own,
Few act to behave, few play bad,
Well to each on their own,

What do these people know, what is love?
What is right? What is wrong,
why am i suffering this strange feeling,  of my plight?

I, a wanderer amongst strangers,
finding purity, truth, understand your own memories,  to call my very own.
Sang songs and poems of other wanderers,
singers and poets who lost their paths,
none before I've never known,



my path wasn't random, definitely not stray, a clear axis, The earth moves round, this star just had a flyby,

Dreamer does not know the dream

Your eyes are so small, Your small eyes go out,

to see how big the world & everything seems,

Your memory, holds memories of tera-giga-mega-bytes,

including what was imagined in dreams,

Is this all for real ? or am I having you held in my last dream.

I don’t know,

if I am awake or you are fast asleep,

if I have written these words or am I reading your mind.

Inspiring you all the way, we each step forward so,

Hold me close as long as you can,

Few moments together, an eternity it seemed, for me I know

Danced to a strange rhythm, whispered songs, few I can sing,

Write words on each other,

enter into each other’s grand plan.

And this is where you say

Oh, Helloooo PM, here I am,

what is this strange plan ?

Close your eyes and hold control of me,

Go inside all those memories, divine

Feel your heart beat to my rhythm.

Take a peek, but through my eyes

Smile your words away, lips singing a precious lullaby.

I am aware, but not what I am aware of,

Same as you are the dreamer,

not knowing yet if I am your dream.

Time passes us by, a gentle rain with a cool breeze.

Walk in these rains of precious memory,

Me stepping in on your side,

Where the road ends, that’s the tipping point of eternity passing

This is here, where we opened our eyes.

The road ahead seems to follow your footsteps, wherever you go,

The journey is not simple, destinations are many,

Home is the place where you search,

come on let’s get the journey started,

All because we felt so.

For now, I have many more miles of memories to sleep,

my distance is covered, this journey is sacred divine

See me no further than in your heartbeat,

Everything shall be perfectly fine.

You can wake up now, for the dream was not yours,

Nor mine.