Tuesday, May 14, 2019

The deeper dig at the mighty heights

Standing at the door of the mightiest height ,looking at the deeper meaning to life.
What attributes are humans composed of,the power of tongue to wrench someone,the sharp click of a pointing finger and piercing look of a sub standard eye.
This is something that i hate and the traits of this is visible all around.May be i can tolerate a lot but not the built up air that people float in.
Compassion and humbleness speaks volume of the upbringing or may be its a window to closely see the ego.
Everything seems so pleasant till you experience the nearness to it.
The dazzling daffodils are beautiful to praise till you stand by its side to know of the crashed leaves around.
What keeps the silence and the loudness so distinct.The boasting and the talk of self when turns out to be the high pitched buzzing sound that makes you inevitably close your ears.
The conversations that begin with a height too difficult to look at,i know its time to pack the bag and leave from the nearest exit.
But if you wish to dig in the mighty height,stay there till you can!

-SSW

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