Hallucination

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I was walking down the lane in the deepest of thoughts
Measuring up things that i have achieved and lost

As I marched on, I began to hallucinate
You, he, she, him, her, everyone of you played a part in my fate

The empty road looked daunting, yet moonlight making it scenic
Success did have a price, it always brought some loss, but I didn’t panic

A little further I went, met a reflection yelling my name
On closer inspection, I realised that it’s the future me longing for fame

The road didn’t end and there were choices for diversions
I wanted to go back, but U-turn fom there wasn’t an option

Stranded over there, life crept on slowly but surely
Mistaken was I, chasing success, didn’t realise,
The cost of it was the very life, which I lived barely

When the hallucination ended, success meant so less
What I achieved and lost held no true sense
Life it was to be lived, life it was to be believed
Such a life without caring for success and failure
For if living it, consider yourself to be blessed

Life it is to be lived, life it is to be believed

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12 Comments Add yours

  1. How beautifully and effortlessly you’ve written down the process of life.. And how pathetically we waste it chasing fame and materialism. 👏👌

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    1. Abhayaaryaan says:

      Thank you Hasmeet☺
      I just want people to realise how costly and irreplaceable the living of life is, instead of regretting it tmrw, want them to live it today without the pressure of success and failure.

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  2. Fantastic……bhai ur writing has so much of strive in it…its always easy to relate 🙂

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    1. Abhayaaryaan says:

      Thank u bro! ☺ Glad that you liked it.

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  3. AKIRAA says:

    I have learned that I have missed a lot of things from you.. *sigh*
    I hope you’re doing well! 🙂

    Sending you lots of love,
    Akiraa

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    1. Abhayaaryaan says:

      Thank you, Akiraa. Love is all we need. ☺

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      1. AKIRAA says:

        You’re most welcome😀
        Sorry but sometimes love is not all we need.☺

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      2. Abhayaaryaan says:

        Yeah, you’re right absolutely Its not all we need, it’s rather may be what we search for and long for but hardly finds it.

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      3. AKIRAA says:

        Nah we find it but it’s like it’s hard to find the right person sorry to say but maybe you say something like this cause you’re heartbroken and it’s obvious.
        But I hope you’re doing well now cause I haven’t been able to catch up with WP for quite a long time so I didn’t read your posts. And yes one more imp. Thing that I hope and wish and pray that you’re trying to leave your past behind and thinking about your future.
        Yeah I know it’s tough but atleast try.
        Till then take care!
        Sending you lots of love,
        Akiraa

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      4. Abhayaaryaan says:

        Happy to find so much of care and love on this medium, she left a void in me which is hard to fill for. I am doing well, it’s just that I don’t feel the same way which I used to.
        People come, they go, it’s a part and parcel of life.
        You either run from your past or you learn from it. All along I was trying to run from it but have realised that it’ll lead me to nowhere. Time to learn.
        Thank you for your love and care.

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      5. AKIRAA says:

        Yes I know that pretty tough but you’re very strong man I am quiet sure about this. You’ll fight this!
        Best of luck 🙂

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