Learn again to fly


Temptations and emotions
Controlled by mind you see?
To either let go? or plunge in too deep
Conscious and sub conscious
Both prevail
It’s up for you to choose who to hail
Depth or surface
A paradox itself?
Look again dear one
Are you sure you’re in too deep?
A part of me begs to stops
A part of me want to embrace
Not a distant land but thoughts and voices from within
The brain you possess? and the mind you have
Is there a difference in their thought process?
Illusion and reality; it’s all just a blur
And with time it all fades away
To live or to die
Ideas have an impact
For there is no use for a soul that is only bodily alive
And internally dead
Be a soul that is limitless and free
Find yourself and lose it again
Only this time find someone lost instead
Escape is there and so is relieve
You’ve shun the outlet yourself
By being blind to what sets you free
What is it like to be free?
The more you defy boundaries the more you are free?
Listen to the soul for the mind is nothing
But an analytical robot captivated in logic
Be a dreamer and deny the order
Let chaos anarchy rule the borders
That define sanity and insanity
Break away the mental chains
Wreck the idea of having a soul
Be nothing less and nothing more
It’s never late nor early
Because time is something we humans made
Conclusions are worse when still alive
Defy all boundaries and learn again to fly

About Bano

I’m trying to find a better introduction but since, I can’t? Hi! I’m an ordinary person and I write. I write not because there lies aspiration to be a writer someday but because, it keeps me sane. I love the color silver, black and grey. I also realize that they fall under the same color tone. Whatever, I write is a result of my 3 a.m blues or insomniac depressive tendencies. I can’t write during the day. I’m addicted to caffeine and well, anything and everything (if I like it). Also, I suck at conversations. I bite my nails. Most of the time I’m clueless about the world around me. I love politics and youth activism. People tell me that art and politics don’t belong in the same mind, but I’m passionate about both. One day I might be drawing on a canvas or writing a story and the very next day I will be heading off to attend a summit on the role of youth at the United Nations. I have multiple people trapped in the same body. Each side does try to express itself, in minimal ways if not fully. I’m currently going through a rough patch in life. I guess, I’m adjusting to the world through multiple perceptions. I absolutely love talking to myself because an expert opinion is always required. Most of the time, I just play scenarios in my mind that would never happen. I’m very contradictory in my thought process and actions but it is okay, people get to be what they want to be as long as no other soul is hurt. Peace out!

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