The Poem On Sadness and Philosophy

The Fall and Revival of Dead

It’s a surge of emotion cruel or sad

Good or bad,

No one can’t fathom unless the time comes, someone suffers the way you did,

This isn’t toxicity or cursing anyone, it’s the time that makes you think like this so don’t get depression.

You never knew the pain, can be this much pain unless you lose somebody in past,

It changed everything the way you see things, the way you dreamed ans fantasise.

The day you become a keen observer you will get to know who was real and who was messing with your mind.

Imagine You were ready to conquer everything, and he came.

The creator who took away something more precious than the rest of the world.

You came to know one thing no one outside can fathom what’s going on inside.

Every pain is below this, the only way to keep your mind busy is to work so you don’t feel anything when you go to bed.

Every face seems similar but you have no feelings left for them.

but you still have compassion and sympathy for them.

Is this emptiness or neutrality you know nothing.

But you don’t want to die easily you may you still have an unconscious dream you want to try your best to start over.

The rifts you were talking about are like a leafs getting separated from the tree when they die but no one cries for them how we can’t see beyond death, that they revive the tree by turning them into natural compost.

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Ah. We cannot interpret beyond humanity we think that if we go extinct like dinosaurs the world will end.

We, humans, put ourselves as the centre that’s what makes every species mourn.

Sadness comes and goes reason might be in your brain or the heart or manifested in the form of person or memory.

The one thing you interpret now is outer or inner world is just the same.

But the only difference is the inner world has the power to shape everything outside.

You found this thought terrible if you knew this before life would be different all this time you imagine the pain and then god gave you a reason to cry.

You could have been better you might have lived your life better creating more beautiful connections and bonds than this.

Somehow you still need to know that you made good choices yoy won’t regret all those love affairs you had never-ending Friendship bonds that you have created.

All of a sudden you remember you were not a sadist you know when you have to step back from the people.

You may feel blessed that you have this intuition that made you do it.

The poem on fall filled you with mixed emotions sometimes it is not about clarity but accepting the emotions as it is. Let it pass don’t supress them don’t compet with them.

The fall doesn’t mean the end it’s a new beginning where the flower decays until it dissolves its essence on mother earth,

seeds are laid to rest under the soil untouched until the life in them is ready to flourish and we see the green little leaves on the ground.

It’s So stupid to declare them dead just because we can’t see them.

You might have read it all and scanned my heart now.

The poem on Sadness and the poem on Fall are more like a philosophy on life and death where you get many clues to reviving your soul.

Thank You ❤🌸