It’s tough
To let that thing in your hand
Let go.
Because you are addicted
To its presence,
You are in control of the voice
That asks you to hold it.
You want it to be there
To satisfy your ego, maybe/
You want it to be
Under your paws
To heal yourself because
This is what you beleive in.
Trying out all ways
To keep holding onto that ‘thing’
To let it be with you, or
In you
Till the time
It becomes completely yours OR you.
But, one day you realize
That your palms are clammy
That there’s itchiness
Maybe, that thing is pushing you
Maybe, it does not want to be with you
Or just maybe, you are tired
To just keep it in or with you.
And then, you just let it go.
To set it free
And liberate you!
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I’ve been waiting for another of your poems. I was not disappointed. This is a lovely one. What a nice start to my day. TY
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Thank you so much for your response. You know I wait for your feedback, every time.
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Aaaawww. I’m your #1 Fan.
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Thenksss 😀
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Khyati! Absolutely beautiful composition on letting go, inner emotions alive, the various emotions affecting us the sensations on our hands. How true. One of the best things read this morning.
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Very good 👍👍
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