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Created on: May 05, 2008
Questions
What was I and who have I become?
To which overpowering force did I succumb?
Where is the girl that I once knew?
Can I get her back anew?
Who is this girl, who shrinks back in terror?
Where is the girl I once saw in the mirror?
With a warm wide smile and sparkling bright eyes
Where is that girl who could always rejoice?
Where is the girl who could always find a silver lining?
Where is the girl who was thankful every morning ?
Why does the day look so dull and gray?
Why is it so, though I continue to pray?
Why is it that today I am god fearing?
When I spent my yesterdays being god loving?
Why is it I look for yet another scapegoat?
And acquit myself with a self satisfying gloat?
Why do I blame it on the entire human species?
And if all else fails then on mid life crises?
Why blame the myriad responsibilities I have to bear?
When I know , I cant escape my share
Why do I figure out different reasons?
Excuses piling up ..one for every season?
All the tough times , I have to face
Why can't I do it with a little more grace?
Why do I blame it on dharma and karma?
Guiltlessly play victim in life's drama?
What I was and who have I become?
To which overpowering force did I succumb?
Such complex queries lurking in my head
Convoluted with all the junk that I fed
I am not beyond salvation , I thought
So am I going to just let myself rot?
On my quest to help me with detoxification
I found a magical mantra for mental simplification
With a 20/20 vision ..how could I still be so blind ?
All this time the answers were right within my mind
Here the powerful forces of good and bad abide
Constantly at war to overpower the other side
But when bad takes the fore and good the hind
Then, clarity from my ambiguities I never can find
So whenever in distress , I now look into the mirror
And chant this mantra to grant me valor
"ting a tong.. sing along..cling clong clang
Cynical devils, go away, don't poison with your fangs
Hope and optimism on my side, are a much potent gang
So try as hard as you can but I don't give a dang!"
With this magic spell I filter out the toxic
And everything else to that I am allergic
To revert to my inner self I could once trust,
I first scrub out the outer hardened crust
And then turn this stranger into dust!
whhhoooooooooooooossshhhhh!
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