A poem… Trip-Track. Words are simply flowing in me. I feel such a crazy need to scribble this poem. I’m sensing something at subconscious level. I can feel, I’m going to walk on a burning track soon. I don’t know why I feel that. I’m perhaps connected to The Almighty, which is telling me something is coming my way. So better “pack your baggage”.

Ripping the new tracks for my upcoming trip
Burning are the numbers with crazy deep lyrics
Upbeat to find the intense on this trip so scenic
Unseen is the route, where the unknown bleeds like a civil

Looking closely into my baggage to check what to upkeep
Unkeen to bring the new & to loose a few old things
The new is asking me to embrace but I’m hesitant to see & let it stay
The old is hiding with a different face but I ain’t desperate to find & let it phase

Excited to explore but anxiety is tricking me
Wondering if the heart will remain inside of me
Speculating if I’ll find peace when my rest would be in pieces
Questioning if I’ll rip my heart out, would my soul then R.I.P.?

The necessary, I must absorb & digest on the way of waves
And the rest must pass through me without any claims
The tracks will for sure burn my body consciously
To leave my naked marks as the permanent prints eventually

Surrender, Acceptance, Faith, Existence are the treasures in my S.A.F.E. of open space
What You Believe Is What You See is the reality I believe & resonate
It’s a trip filled with mindful & mind full tracks that I walk while I levitate
The tracks on this trip that I play, are the forms of my life that I live & meditate

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