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Answered Patterns

Nov 16, 2024
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By Samiksha Garg


In the loop of endless cycles

Drawing from left

Drawing from right

Jumping in it

Watching from a far sight.


Silence talked

Nothing arrived.

In the success, in the failure,

In the party, in the solus.


What am I looking for?

From what am I running away?

Am I seeking pleasure in it,

Or I am running pain away?


I kept on questioning reality

I kept on losing sanity.

Did I came with the cycles

Or I started drawing it?


It is all acquired here

Bring it in the realization.


Where the pain, where the patterns,

We came here not even with ailments.

We don't have to carry it

That is called "Purity".


By Samiksha Garg


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