Photo Courtesy: Swedish Archives

Self is so inclined to speak

Self is not to be


Everything you want takes the crown

and the others learn their patience now


Fish within your only well

But you will ferment in yourself


Real is what you say you’ve seen

You claim that real comes from only me


Truth and secrets can’t coexist

Real love unravels loneliness


Standing high above a precipice

But what lies below me is not goldenness.



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