I have no true form.
I am what they think I am, to them.
Selfless, selfish, nice, aggressive,
But it's all nonsense!
I am always reaching towards a higher being,
My true form.
To find more meaning to this life.
For all my chakras
will be unblocked.
And the tea I stir.
The candles I light.
The yoga I do, each day and night.
To find more meaning to this life!
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Author:
Aisha Camara (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 12th, 2026 20:38
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments1
Nicely written this poem has a good flow and rhythm to it. Nicely done
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