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Reflections of life

"Reflections on Vanishing Desires, Forgotten Regrets, and the Sadness of Unseen Existence

By Naveed Published 2 months ago β€’ 1 min read
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Reflections of life
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After a time, all your passions, all your longings, and all your desires die from inside you, and then you feel the regret that you also miss someone.

I don't know what kind of person I was in my past life

But I was never hurt by my desires

But living neutral now seems like being invisible

I am visible to everyone, but I have lost sight of seeing myself. I am sad about my sight and this sadness is much more than all the regrets that I have ever had, or to be honest, I don't even remember. .

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Naveed

Let me submit, writing and solitude are essential. Writing is not possible in Mahfil Yaran. Why a person writes, how he writes, why he thinks, nothing can be said with certainty.

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  • Movie Foo15 days ago

    very cute

  • Sending love πŸ’“

  • Bogdan S.11 days ago

    How was the old saying: looking inside to understand outside? Well written, thank you!

  • Grz Colmabout a month ago

    πŸ˜” Nicely expressed in an emotive tone Naveed! πŸ˜ŠπŸ‘

  • L.C. SchΓ€ferabout a month ago

    This feels so honest and raw and vulnerable, beautifully done

  • C. Rommial Butlerabout a month ago

    Well-wrought! We writers are all mystics of a sort, aren't we? It's a solitary pursuit into an inner world only we can access, and the signs of which we may only convey inadequately through symbols common to an external world with which the inner space can only ever partially resonate. It may be that we are tasked with discovery, for what we bring back from the dark inner recesses of the soul to the outer light is often that very thing which the world needs, though we may have already departed by the time the world picks it up and dusts it off, eh? It may even be that, sometimes, that which remains are not words and names but the very essence of thought transferred to purer hearts and brighter souls, to be tranformed into the living light! Many blessings and much love!

  • B.R. Shenoyabout a month ago

    Such a deeply thoughtful post!

  • Nikola Ilic2 months ago

    Nice poets

  • C. H. Richard2 months ago

    Something very earnest and raw about this brief poem. Pulled at my heartstrings ❀️

  • Well done

  • Raja Abid Aziz2 months ago

    It's really motivational. I have subscribed to you for such a content.

  • Babs Iverson2 months ago

    Relatable!!! Superbly written!!!

  • Denise E Lindquist2 months ago

    Wow! I understand this. So sorry!❀️

  • I totally get where you are coming from here.

  • Sher2 months ago

    Nice

  • Living in neutral . . . oh my. That is powerful, my friend.

  • Novel Allen2 months ago

    I always wonder who i was in my past life. I think I was a poet or a great writer or a slave who revolted. Yes, it is all hazy, but it makes us who we are. Lovely story Naveed.

  • noor2 months ago

    "After a time, all your passions, all your longings, and all your desires die from inside you, and then you feel the regret that you also miss someone." i can feel this

  • Catherine Nyomenda2 months ago

    Sending you hugs.

  • Michelle Liew2 months ago

    True that we spend more time helping others see themselves than we do ourselves. Sad but true. Well said, Naveed.

  • Manisha Dhalani2 months ago

    Oh this is heartbreaking. I hope you know that we read your work - and it's beautiful. Please keep writing.

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