Wake up to realise,
You're dead not living;
You cannot wait for tomorrow,
To rise from dead;
On what breaths are left out in today,
Give yourself strong will to live;
You are an immortal living being;
Leave the delusion,
That you are nothing;
Know your True being;
That is not time bound;
What cannot bring awareness,
And what cannot bring enlightenment,
About your True being, your core self,
You must leave behind;
You're different;
Hold on to your Fitrah;
Stay true to the voice,
Of your inner self, Your True being;
Let You consider Your True being has,
Huge calibre to inspire;
What you do brings worldly grace,
That's just a fig's worth;
You have done enough,
You have served well the people,
...that were cold and ungrateful;
Let the aura of True being push,
You where you're meant to be;
You belong to the divine position,
That was envied by angels,
When they bowed to you,
And swore their loyalty to you;
ifting you to new heights.
Trust your divine intuition;
Your human intellect can make mistakes;
In this life,
you are meant to know your True being;
~Thats the message of the real to my soul
MyKoul
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