The Truth
A
perception is not real truth,
Atleast
not always.
A
bright smile might be misleading, hiding the deep pain inside.
Who
is to know?
Who
is to see the real truth behind the closed walls?
But
sometimes the truth is matter of perception.
The
day is here, night might be somewhere else.
The
moment in which you are alive is the real truth.
The
person you are right now is the real truth.
The
person you are with right now is the real truth.
The
place you are in right now is the real truth.
Except
these, all are the dust of the memories.
Tighter
you try to hold further it slips away.
The
voice you are speaking out loud is the real truth.
The
air you are breathing in and out is the real truth.
The
rain falling through your skin is the real truth.
Every
beat of your heart is the real truth.
Except
these, all are the shadows of the memories.
Closer
you go farther they go away.
A
real truth is an enigma.
A
blur line between dream and reality,
A
grey region between black and white.
Truth
is bitter, truth can hurt.
The
real truth can shift the paradigm of the mind.
Love
is real truth
If
you embrace it and refuse the hate.
Past
is the history future is the mystery
The
greatest truth of all is the moment in which we are writing our story.
Optimism
and pessimism both are there but your choice makes one the real truth.
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