philosophy
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There are moments when nature itself feels less like a fact and more like a fable. In these instances, the river forgets its banks, the leaves forget their stems, and existence steps into a waltz of wonder. This poem is an attempt to capture that fleeting miracle….. a dance of elements beyond logic, where
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What drives us to hold onto fleeting moments like love and perfect nights, hoping they last, yet life makes them fade, taking our relationships, promises, and parts of ourselves with it? The image of a child collecting stars in a jar symbolizes the desire to preserve fleeting moments and emotions, highlighting the struggle against
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Life unfolds as a grand tapestry, its intricate patterns woven by the ceaseless hands of effort, patience, and virtue. Each thread—whether spun from persistence, discipline, fairness, or morality—forms a vital part of this eternal design. Like a river chiseling canyons through steadfast flow, our honest endeavors carve meaning into the vast expanse of existence.
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Success is not just a destination but a journey woven with character and values. Politeness, resilience, honesty, and meaningful relationships are the cornerstones of a well-lived life. These enduring principles shape who we are and how we impact the world. In an era driven by haste, let us reflect on these virtues, for they
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Among the eternal truths whispered across the universe lies the profound dialogue between Nachiketa, the fearless seeker, and Yama, the Lord of Death. This timeless exchange, chronicled in the “Katha Upanishad”, delves into humanity’s deepest questions: What is the nature of existence? What lies beyond death? And what is the essence of the Self?
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In a world of contrasting shadows and light, our souls reflect the light we carry through life’s obscurities, unveiling deep truths and emotions. This poem examines the interplay of presence and absence, love and loss, blending joy and sorrow to reflect our existence, urging contemplation of the balance between visible and hidden experiences, and
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In the vast and silent abyss of eternity, where stars are but whispers and time dissolves like mist, a lone guardian stands; unmoved, unbroken, yet bound to a fate beyond mortal grasp. His presence is woven into the cosmos, his breath entwined with the sigh of dying worlds. He is neither god nor man,
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Pain has no ceremony. No rituals. No end. When something inside you dies; love, trust, hope; the world doesn’t pause. It moves on like nothing happened. But you know better. You know what it feels like to walk around carrying a funeral no one else can see. Some deaths happen outside the body. Some
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Life is a delicate balance between presence and dissolution; where breath brushes against eternity, and the rain quietly blurs the lines between what is transient and what remains, reminding us of the ephemeral nature of our existence. A mudra, a sacred gesture of the hands, embodies this balance; a harmony between chaos and calm,
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Dreams intrigue philosophers and poets as paths to our deeper selves. We often live on autopilot, hiding our true desires under daily routines. Awakening may involve aligning with our inner dreams, suggesting that dreams and reality can merge for a more fulfilling life. The poem “Between the Veils of Night and Day” examines the
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