Pour Your Heart Out


In the world which continually judges you, Gazes to invent and appreciate your negatives, looks beyond all your works to find your weaker points, to the foe acting friend, pour your heart out.

In the world that judges you by your appearances, rips you apart from your color and way you breathe, from the way you talk and behave, from the way you dress and present, in the world that wants to find and celebrate your flaws, pour your heart out.

While the world has its expertise, in the world which evaluates you by the world’s expertise and not by yours, the world which tells you what is correct when it thyself does not know what is, the world, decently corrupt and faithfully immoral, pour your heart out.

In the world which wants you to fall, fall because you will cry, because when you cry the world feels good, because when you cry you feel low and that is precisely why the world feels good, pour your heart out.

In the world where one person in the chain spoils the entire, lets down clan as the whole, shows up as a leader, a bad one, messes up with the whole process, destroys the culture,  questions your unprejudiced actions, pour your heart out.  

In the world where ego thinks while what others have is ego, gives advice because just like that, always stays one-sided, never sees the bigger picture, judges and judges and cries, and shouts, supports weird things, acts random and biased,  pour your heart out.

In the world which does not allow you to celebrate the little things of joy, tells you its cliché, while they can, but you can’t, while whatever you do always has a pinpoint, pour your heart out.  

In the world where you are broken into pieces, all messed up, have no direction, the ugly pieces as the world calls it, the nasty parts as the world sees it, pour your heart out.

In the world which is made up of weird rules and protocols, makes you make mistakes, tells you to be unique and tells you not be when you really do, the world which then asks you to follow the masses like another ass, pour your heart out.

Pour your heart out, because that makes you happy and no one can take that happiness away from you.  Pour your heart out because that is the way to satisfaction. Pour your heart out because that is love. Pour your heart because you are you, and you are away from judge-mentals. Pour your heart out to stay away from the lows.

Pour your heart out!   

Reductio ad absurdum


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Its April of 2019 and Day 18 of A to Z Challenge. I am doing Foreign word/phrase a day and 8 line poem for it.

Word/Phrase: reductio ad absurdum
Language: Latin
Meaning: a method of disproving a premise by showing that its logical conclusion is absurd (example: the earth cannot be flat; otherwise, we would find people falling off the edge)

Poem:
it’s an inspiring world.
memes for topper,
trolls for hard work,
mocks from hater,
chatters from jealous,
ridicules from unfit.
now, haters will call this,
reduction ad absurdum.

Interpretation:
The poem presents the irony of modern society. To thrive, one needs to be focused towards goal and keep the unwanted away.

The Real and Fiction


This Post is written for the Incredible Blogger Marathon Challenge. The challenge has 10 tasks and this is the fourth one.

IBMC #04: Hunt a Haiku Challenge is a challenge where we are supposed a pick one haiku out of given and provide an interpretation to it. (Check the link for more)

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Here goes my prompt:


Haiku I picked:

sweet was the damage,
brutal was the bighearted,
when foul was the world.

Interpretation:
A lot of things happen in an imaginative world. That’s why we have fiction. It’s in this fictional world a damage is sweet. In real, though at outset one might say that the damage is over come, there is this little ‘towards-attachment’ always prevailing in the heart. There are big heart ones who easily mercy the damage and give a second chance. The sweetness comes from that mercy.

In the real world this is how it looks:
Broken heart,

Wet eyes,
Shivering mind,
Oh mankind!
Why so cruel?
Don’t I have free will?

No matter what, one has to move on:
Broken heart, glue it;
Wet eyes, dust it;
Shivering mind, Freeze it;
Oh mankind!
Be kind!
My free will,
I shall stay happy!


Feel free to take up the challenge if interested.