Every place has a culture associated,different believes and
Motives related, whether it's a clad or a family tradition:
Some quotes are there for us, some have mythology with different believes god forms and some with a unique formless divine form!
History and mystery stored with them,
Every culture remains amazing in itself.
For decades I try to understand my own mixed culture of the society
but i step into relation of each one motives.
All are just as I want to become a liquid
And flow after hearing tales of each corner of society!
Even in this new age some follows the blind fate while
Some brings new ideas with them:
Whether it's a social function or a celebration of new year's eve,
Tradition intermingled in everyone's views.
Blood relation and social bonds get new form
When people of various religion come together for a seen
And still i wonder why my culture stays unique for me?
When there's no party just a normal life going on, there's my opinion flow through my notebooks,
People with their routines and waiting for something, while I look for my inner feelings;
A new festival or weekly holiday atleast
Somewhere I got to see my new bracelet for a meeting!
When there's nothing and only seasonal changes
There's a quote," The Wind changes" who knows it's origin? I've heard somewhere people saying as a traditional.
For what memory this present stops? I can see blending in social form
And I'm lucky to have a look at all of these Even in the year of 21st century!
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Author:
Monhyung (Pseudonym) (
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Wellsaid.Your poem explores the complexities of cultural identity and the intermingling of traditions, beliefs, and personal experiences within a multicultural society. It reflects on the poet's journey to understand their own mixed cultural heritage while appreciating the richness and diversity of other cultures.
A poem of not only appreciation but acceptance of cultural diversity and beauty. Merging creates different colors that all add to a beautiful palate for painting. Nicely written
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