What if my destiny is sleeping now it can't dictate me new conditions how to overcome restrictions, mental fences, lack of compassion, fading sences, how
to return great expectations to be inspired for change location.
What if my soul like shallow water waits waves of energy to fill up its quarter.
What if my love is as great as shock they don't believe and think it's mock.
What if these doubts sent me by devil are simply malefic and evil which settled in my mindset deeply that's why my destiny is sleeping.
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Natalie Gladmir (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Self-digging is a very exhausting and non-stopping process. It can take definite individuals years but, unfortunately, self-understanding may never happen.
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Very thought provoking and finely written verse dear poet. Self discovery is a life long journey, we must be vigilant.
Thank u for understanding.
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