Like a broken bridge,
Crooked and dangerous,
Red brisk lines:
Between love and faith-
I lay on the red brisk lines.
Caught in the web of anxiety,
Demons all around us- in us.
Who will you choose?
Fight or let go?
~Shambhavi
Like a broken bridge,
Crooked and dangerous,
Red brisk lines:
Between love and faith-
I lay on the red brisk lines.
Caught in the web of anxiety,
Demons all around us- in us.
Who will you choose?
Fight or let go?
~Shambhavi
ULTIMATE SOLACE 
..but then u shouldn’t let it grow ..
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Well said Sup! We must try to enhance the good in us and be strong enough to unhear the demon and do good. 🙂
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Correct. That’s y u r such a wonderful soul
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Thank you. You’re a great soul too!
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Aaahh!! Wht an amazing one..
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Interesting
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Thankyou so much gor visiting my blog Chitkala. I appreciate it truly 🙂
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Same here 🙂
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Good one..:) Broken things are beautiful in it’s own way and more often we struggle to get that answer of fighting or letting go very late ..:)
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Hey there. I couldn’t agree more. That’s the sad part, the delay, the denial and the acceptance. They usually don’t coincide and everything appears to be a blur. 😐
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Exactly ..:) But sometimes that where even good souls suffer ..Btw wonderful poem loved it..:)
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Aw thanks again! 😊 Yeah. Like it’s said, God tests all the good souls. 😊
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Always fight, that’s how life should be lived!
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Very true 🙂
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