by mistake   Apr 22, 2022

Not tolerating the intolerance,
Self perpetuating paradox.

I don’t have to explain to anyone,
My morals are mine,
And mine will be done.

No cares for your prayers,
As they fall on deaf ears.
And I don’t share your fears,
So let’s just make that clear.

I don’t know you,
I barely know me.
I search the depths,
But they’re too deep to see.

You hand me answers,
All I see is
I offer you questions,
Which you treat like a knife.

I don’t mean to separate you
From your morals.
I don’t mean to fall into
Meaningless quarrels.

All I want is
for us
to make it through this time.
And if you’ve found your way
I’ve found


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  • 1 year ago

    by Meena Krish

    There's more to this write and a self talk to the Almighty...lots of thoughts floating around.