I’d rather not, but I said I would
I’d rather not
It’s comfortable here
I want to stay
It feels so right, it feels so good
I don’t want to move
But I said I would
What is this foreign body
Now in me disrupting comfort
Dichotomy
I said I would, that’s all there is
To stand against my happiness
And why then stand against
That at all
seeking solace in the horizon of life and beyond
Mind • Body • Life
Creative Nonfiction & Poetry
Rhymes and Reasons for Every Season
True wealth is the wealth of the soul
Poetry by Dr. Abhinav Majumder
I hope that someone sees this page and decides not to give up.
Reflection
Climbing, Outdoors, Life!
Listen to your inner self..it has all the answers..
Blogging about Culture, Equity, and the Arts since 2013
Democracy and Human Rights
by Yashasvi Shailly
Musings and books from a grunty overthinker
Seeking Truth
:to put to death (as by hanging) by mob action without legal approval or permission
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