Our mistakes, Our shortcomings
our flaws, our forth-comings
our fears, Our weakness
all of these give us our texture
of which turns to hem our composure
try to be yourself
Cos u are amazing
just the way u are
don’t craft a new type of persona for yourself
for the first person
is super awesome, it perfects how God wants u to be
plant your own acorns
before winter stops
If I have my own way
I will tell u over and over again
hubris is my way of adoring u
down on my bended knee
I adore u more
for being just who u are
I pray thee,
learn to be your own moral fiber!
Constantly coach yourself
to improve upon your being
stop giving way to many damns
no one will move the dirty dishes
out of the way for u to sit and eat
Be an arrogant son of a bitch
who is trying to walk the path of humanity
lie low in the seeker’s dungeon;
for that’s where the last vestiges of ego go to play
Briefly put, be your own self fiber
That way, u can reflect your very sun!
wake up in 2016
clutching to this be the remix of a new you!
Happy Thirty-fourth birthday, Abhra!
Written for dVerse – a birthday gift for Abhra.