EUNOIA

All I need solace that comes in silence,

And silence needs loneliness wrapped in peace.

It feels so new- a world of quiet guidance,

Where work and whisper find release.

The diversity of your trait that innovate,

Opens a new gate where passions wait.

Heathens may be good, but theist elevate,

Hate has weight, so don’t let it dictate

Or tarnish the dignity you cultivate.

Failure refines the future you nuture,

Don’t be bothered by a pessimist’s sutures.

Burn the night fuel to make it better,

Meticulously silence every hater-

Learn from mistakes and rise even greater.

For growth is born from inner flame,

Not from applause or borrowed fame.

Stand tall, be bold, let purpose frame,

A life that honors your own name.

-by Lakshita Bhardwaj