Relics and Attics
Both are magic
When you look at them
You relish the memories

How far you came
And how much is left
When things go wrong
What do you count on?

How well you do?
How deep you feel?
How high you bounce?
How far your reach?

When everything is on the line,
Do you trust your gut?

When everything falls apart,
What do you do?

Caravans and Karma
Both are different

Skill and Experience
Can’t match up to your spirit

For that reason,
Keep your SPIRIT high
When going on is the toughest

Life is a long road
Don’t go off track
Be Prepared
Be Brave
Take risk,
Have faith when you’re lost
Make Life a Game
Make the Game interesting
Craft it into a fairytale;
If not,
Make it a story at least

Life is a Long Road
Refuel
Don’t give up when you Ran Out
There’s something around the corner
Just keep moving
Doesn’t matter how slow you move
Cause you’re not Racing
You’ll win the Struggles
Just make it to the next corner

I went forward
And backward.

I Listened to people, I wasn’t just blind
I questioned without trying
I concluded without hard work

Confused,
Is it worthy of my time?
Will I become a victim of free advice?

Screw that
I will try what makes sense
I will do what I believe in

Screw success
I wanna live a life I enjoy

This one word is enough for me.
I chant it in my head,
Whenever I need to keep going
Whenever I need motivation

Hustle,
The word saved me from lazyness
And bad excuses
It asks me
What better I can do other than hustling.

I need you Hustle, forever.

She looked sad
And I wanted to do something
to make her feel good

I’m a stranger to her
Would she think me as a stalker
What can I do?

The aura told me
do something
bring her out of despair

I sat opposite to her
and gazed
I didn’t even blink

After a while
She looked at me
And smiled