A Poem

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Life seems to have

Some hidden purpose

For us to unveil

And yet I find myself

Constantly wondering

If everything really happens

For a reason

Or if life just happens

While you watch it

Pass you by.

Life seems to have

Some critical lessons

For us to learn

And yet I find myself

Constantly repeating

The mistakes I avowed

To never make again

And feeling the full weight

Of my past

On my shoulders.

Life seems to have

Some rhyme or rhythm

For us to fall into

And yet I find myself

Pondering painfully

If it’s worth my…


A Poem

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Words

Dear words

You have showed me

Innovative lands of which

I could never have dreamed

Without your vision.

You have emboldened me

To reach heights which

I could never have achieved

Without your wings.

You have mobilized me

To move past my fears into

Growth I would never have felt

Without your push.

You have carried me

Past the darkest corners of my soul to

The light I would never have seen

Without your support.

You have exposed me

To the part of myself that

I would have thought lost forever

Without your vision.

You have guided…


A Poem

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The past it seems

Somehow will forever linger

Every time I near forgetfulness

Your next brutal reminder breaks through

Eager to smirk in my face.

My life it seems

Is stuck in your hands

Every time I near acceptance

Your next disruption rattles my being

Eager to destroy my peace.

These scars it seems

Will forever haunt my existence

Every time I commence healing

Your next scab burns my skin

Eager for my itching touch.

This pain it seems

Is here to keep me companion

Every time happiness seems within reach

Your next laceration cuts deeper

Eager to push beyond…


A Poem

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These are not the same bars

I left at the wee hours of the morning

High on all of life’s beauty and wonder

Intoxicated by the world around me.

This is not the same door

I opened to enter my sanctuary

A place I could be every part of me

Fearless, safe, free.

These are not the same walls

I have grown to love over the years

Painted to reflect the colors of my soul

Warm, comforting, welcoming.

This is not the same roof

That shields me from the storms of my life

Built to make me feel secure

A…


A Poem

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How do you fight

The demons within yourself

Those who tell you

You’re nothing more

Than a sorry imposter?

How do you defeat

Enemies you’ve created

Those who mock you

Laughing at your attempts

To do better?

How do you overcome

Hurdles of your own making

Those that prevent you

From reaching the heights

Of your unlimited potential?

How do you become

The person you want to be

When years of inadequacy

And self-defeating thoughts compounded

Don’t allow you to just be?

How do you fight yourself

Without defeating the part of you

That has become

The very sounding board


A Poem

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Do you ever wonder

What you’ll wonder

At the end of your days?

Will you ask about what comes next

Or will you ask

What you could have done better?

Do you ever wonder

What you’ll regret

At the end of your days?

Will you regret the wrongs

Or will you regret

All the things you were too afraid to try?

Do you ever wonder

What you’ll miss

At the end of your days?

Will you miss those who are gone

Or will you miss

Those you’re going to leave behind?

Do you ever wonder

What you’ll do

At the…


A Poem

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The subjectivity of words

Is where we drift away

For what you say

May not be what you meant

And one may be left wondering

If you really ever mean what you say.

Hold the weight they carry

With all the strength you have

For what is

Legal

May not be

Ethical

Moral

Decent.

Steer them in the direction

Of the truth within your being

For what is

Acceptable

May not be

Comfortable

Rightful

Helpful.

Choose them as you would

The self-image you’d want to portray

For what is

Admissible

May not be

Relevant

Accurate

Contextual.

The subjectivity of words

Is where we drift away

For what you say

May not be what you meant

And one may be left wondering

When and where your empathy was led astray.

For what are words

If not the vocal expression

Of the humanity within us?

- Pratiti Renée Mehta


A Poem

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The rain sings at my window

Reminiscent of a past that isn’t mine.

Cafés of the old days

With an Americano to my left

And a struggling artist to my right

Masterpieces unbeknownst to the world

Still in their infancies.

The rain sings at my window

Reminiscent of a past we have come to know.

Sounds of the hustle and bustle

Of a city that will someday produce

Some of the most poetic minds

And artistic influences

Of centuries.

The rain sings at my window

Reminiscent of a present most inspiring.

Towers that embrace the sky

Magnanimous from afar

Scintillating…

Pratiti Renee Mehta

Published author — What Storms May Bring: 1 — Seasons of Change https://www.amazon.com/What-Storms-May-Bring-Seasons/dp/0993589855

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