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Of Picking Confidence

I had shed tears last night, the sounds meandered with rain hitting the tree leaves
I wondered what the birds in the nest are doing, are they safe,
a two second gap of care and random thoughts amidst this

Nothing really changed today morning
with irritation and ache for a change, I woke up
I really don’t want to wake up this way, but I did
dealing with it the easy way
get over it.
Put your two pounds cheap ego in the garbage bag
that has to go to the unethical landfills,
now wake up, smile
Here- that is you giving yourself another chance to survive
this game
Brush, bathe, eat- it’s hard to get into goodness

I walked a little, staring up at the birds and their safe chirps
a little more to do the chores, to show on the outside,
with a beaming smile, to show I am more than fine
then walk, to the tiny place where the solace is found
or that is what you think when there is no one to question you
not even yourself because you are there, to please yourself
to hunt for the gazillion thoughts and put it in line, like a school of army,
the bees store nectar in the tiny cubicles like this place
There is positivity in inches you walk and breathe
it is the vibe that hundreds brought to this place
and that is why I like coming here
to add my part

And when you come to the right place you kind of realise, you came in to store the positivity
in one of the cubicles and not here to pick some
I am walking back along the flower vendors, I see little things now, happy petals
and by the time I have reached home, I know,
I have picked the confidence I need to live the day, few moments,
from the birds that survived the rain,
from the stranger faces I saw while doing chores,
from beyond the walls in the solace place
from the flower vendors’ joyous flowers,

All you need is a walk, that day.

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