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Let Me Believe

Jan 5, 2023
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Updated: Jan 12, 2023

By Ashish Rathore





let me believe this belief, I once had;

it's easier 'coz then to slip with the time

but not into the position I'm despite,

and it's harder the other way

so let me believe


don't chide me

and let me believe;


I'll crawl and feel it as if I was rambling around

I'll swim in the mud and find it as my glorious bathtub,

so just let me believe that belief

'coz it seems wonderful,

and give me that helping hand imaginary

back into my arms

so I can join back what has been a lost part of mine;


I could sing

and I could dance earlier with the rhymes

and I could make myself drown in those times

and I would be happy and gleeful

but now I can't enjoy the rhymes

I can't flow inside those tides


I feel as if I always wanna make those strides

for every contingency that there is to eyes

I feel as if, what if not?

and I'm enclosed in a cocoon I don't wanna break

why should I break it?!

why should I go out?

I'm so happy inside

I'm so exuberant with the safety

and I'm so softened, from the inside;



why should I live in a world that shuns,

that doesn't provide me with the chance to recuperate

that disheartens me

takes my zeal

seals it and retorts in every single one of my deals

which makes me confront all of the dearth

just to cut me out of all of my worth

why should I

and why should I ever succumb to things these?


why should I not live with dreams

why should I stroll in the darkness

when I can switch on the light

even if it's only a fuzzle in my eye


why can't I be a child forever

why do I need to grow

why can't I just see the blossoms blooming

and not the atrocities around?


why can't I be wrapped inside that bubble, large above the ground;

I'm happy with my beliefs

I'm happy inside my house

I'm happy being the frog of the well

I feel content in being closed enough

not to be ever disclosed with and to for!


I don't wanna increase my girth

my belief is my belief

don't tell me it's a lie

and your belief is your belief

and I won't tell you it's a lie

'though it is a lie'!


we'll all walk happily, with our eyes blindfolded

with our ears closed

and our limbs cut off

but still we'll walk with our joviality

we're not disabled

we're fully abled in all of the ways,

at least so we believe

because we believe,

so let me believe

that belief

I once had…


By Ashish Rathore




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