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and universalism. Aldous Huxley was nominated nine times for the Nobel Prize in Literature and credited a ‘Companion of Literature’ by the Royal Society of Literature.Addicted2success presents these Mind-Opening quotes by Aldous Huxley to Inspire you!1. “Man approaches the unattainable truth through a succession of errors.” – Aldous Huxley2. “Uncontrolled, the hunger and thirst after God may become an obstacle, cutting off the soul from what it desires.

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The Heart Has A Mirror

The Heart Has A MirrorWe aren’t alive or dead,We aren’t natural or ethereal,We haven’t body or soul,We do not exist in this world or in another,We have no beginning or end.Our place is placeless,Our time is timeless.The heart has a mirror to infinity turned.

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Some dreams bow out shapeless,Scramble under a mantle of fog.The murky sun and the gravel road,Lived the austerity of the time.Eyes scour for light,And diffidence bleats louder.The night smothered the quiet flames,Sunrise shifts swiftly toward sunset.Though the dark light dampened,Eyes still quint.Soaring stairs of shadows,Roll of old wallpapers,And mosaic of paint drips.The centrifugal compassion,That only meant to unbind us.Fleet of will,Went careening down the hill.Hands moved in silence,Overflowing rain barrels,Swamped the estuaries of dreams.

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TonightI hear the sound of the night,The daylight flips inside.The quick flaps of flocks,A silent farewell to the trees.And a yellow flag,That flutters in the breeze,The clouds wrestle for space.The darkness that burns your heart,A story weaves in a secret place.Years of search for a light,Spill out everything,Tonight.A flower that never sought a glance of your eyes,Must not ever be doomed to die.

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So-Called ‘Life’Staring at the horizon I think,What fate has in store for me?What I expected life to be,What it turned out to me.Happiness seems like a far-fetched dream.Grief is all I remember feeling.I toss and turn on the bed at night,Till rays of dawn come into my sight.I greet everyone with a brittle smile,Shadowing the emptiness I feel inside.I laugh with my friends when we meet,‘Cause when I’m alone, tears are what my heart keeps.And, all I want is freedom,From this so-called ‘life’.‘Cause I wanna stop what I feel inside,‘Cause I no longer have what I called life.Only if it were all that easy…

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There’s So Much To Live For

There’s so much to live forLike having rain drops trickle down your face,Having your index finger wrapped in the palm of a baby, Watching the innocence of kids as they resolve their dispute,Helping a baby learn how to walk and talk,And trying to catch a beautiful butterfly as it navigates you through various paths.Find happiness in the little ordinary things of life.There’s so much to live for!

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Amber – A Ray Of Hope

Amber – A Ray Of HopeOnce again, The morning rays Will bring in more freshness and happiness. Trying to bring in positivity to the lives of those grappling, Clarity to those who are stuck in one’s ways, Energy to those, planning to start afresh, By being optimistic.

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Different shades… Let it be the, Shades of Hue, Or, the Shades of Life. And the little small things, Makes our life, Or let’s say a living. Fortunate or unfortunate, There comes our role. Let’s play it, And let’s just make it, Brilliant.

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PoetsThere lives a poet in each soul, In those who think. Tank of it deluge, And finds its path on its own, It may take the form of words, Or sufferings, Or even tears.

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The ‘new normal’ has changed our beliefs in many ways. Happiness is the new bank balance, Peace is the new accomplishment, Empathy is the new faith, Generosity is the new solace, And Health is the new wealth!!

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Full ZealMy mind is currently,In full zeal.Streaming full ofUncontrollable thoughts,And the depth withMany volcanoes.It is all over-flooded.

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In this world of insane, who decides what Sanity is?For me, sanity is the power of losing yourself in this insane world and yet be sane.For me, sanity comes from the insanity of being deeply sane.But again, who’s sane?

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Her heart weaves…The threads of the broken trust.Now with the strongest desire.Making him,Pay for all the injustice.And be the bearer,For the darkness,She lived.

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Can you sit with me in an expression of the now? In the intensity of a palm’s kiss? The eyes are the window to our souls??!! Shhhh, yes. Be still with thyself in earnest.

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Our mind,Special of a kind.It’s one beautiful and powerful place,Where life’s thoughts are always placed.No matter how much we think,There’s always a space in that magical place.It’s a place where we draw our inspiration, So that we can move in specific directions.It’s a place that shapes our behaviour, moods and actions,And one that influences our emotions.So it’s important to keep our mind healthy, By storing up something worthy.Because in a mind that is sound,There we’ll always find something profound.

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Nature Taught Me To See

Nature Taught Me To See When the snow melted into water, I learnt humility.When the seed soaked in the sun to grow, I learnt determination.When the dry leaves fell off the branch, I learnt detachment. When the gushing water hit the immovable rocks, I learnt stillness.When the eagle soared in the sky, I learnt freedom.When the lion licked her dead cub, I learnt suffering.When the army of ants marched upwards the hill, I learnt resilience.Nature taught me to see, Purpose over pain,Beginning that comes with an end,And await the calm after the storm.

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Such A LoveSpaced over the years, the faintest memories,When we embraced each other’s imperfect bodies.Talked through the eyes that would wander around miles,Little drops of tears, and fake smiles.

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Losses & GainsThe moment you take your very first breath, it is guaranteed that there will be a last;But lamenting over what occurs after death is like trying to rewrite the past.It is neither the first, nor even the last, that matters at the end of the day;But it is every breath you take in between that matters when you pass away.As your flesh turns to ash and your bones into dust, it is only your spirit that remains;It is your karmic condition that exists after death, the sum total of your losses and gains.And for those who’ve spent a lifetime of savings while seeking some instant reward,Their karmic account will undoubtedly be empty for they spent more than they could afford.Deposits and credits, return on investments, each one producing

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If I had to recapture something from this year,It would be the moment,When we were near.Big numbers would fit perfectly in one small frame.Vistas of imaginations were pushing the corridors,When the never-ending talks would echo the floor,The physical world we used to care about more.When our roads will flood by the evening lights,Underneath the silent summer skies.Swim in the eyes, the galaxy of billion stars,Pouring hopes even when afar.When we would never count on the days,And we were ahead of time in many ways.Which made me think even now,Time has certainly changed and I wonder how?

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She Was The Only Seed

She Was The Only SeedThey buried her,Not knowingShe was the only seed,That was able to make itTill there.After traveling far fromThe lands of the barren world,And now she has grownInto her full potential,With no looking back.

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It’s OkayCome closer let me tell you something, It’s okay if you are different, It’s okay if you think differently, It’s okay if you are alone in thought, It’s okay if no one finds your difference reasonable, It’s okay if that difference affects no one negatively, It’s okay if it’s okay to you.

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I Still Stand In Love and Light

I still stand in love and light,Drop down the blinds,That opens into the thorns and thistle.I quietly let the demons walk out the door,Cause we are more of something that we are meant for.Chainsaw clenches down the limbs of trees and,I stare at the dark-spotted sky.The loose faucets and running sands,The paper dreams,The pellets of hail,Cover the flowery patches of the backyard.And I still stand in love and light.

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Is there a real hope in the eternal silence of these infinite spaces of the universe?Is there a reason for things to exist?For us there is no birth cry, there is no death fear.For a dream’s sake the abyss wakes up,Wakes up to dream the light.For a dream’s sake!

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I am a woman, I should be timid – they say.

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Every morning, throughout the year,I hear demons in my head shouting loud around my ear;Lacing me with antagonism,Drowning me into deep-rooted negativism.I feel trapped in their grip,As they keep pushing me to darkest corners like an abandoned ship.I lie on my bed unwanted and unheard,My mind is half asleep and my eyes are blurred.They made a way through me for reasons unknown,It seemed easy to make them one of my own.Eyes half asleep, I see a gleam of light,All I know is to fight with all my might.Exhausted as I manage to chain the monster within me,Not afraid of the roars, I’ll make them bend down their knees.This fight was mine, though the battle is to be won.

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We fall, we fall so fast,So fast to shadow,And the skies of love diminishing.Our humanity is not here,There is no humanity here.In this vicinity of universe,The stars are going out.An immeasurable soul,Like love to welcome her.

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Look At Your Own Heart

Look At Your Own HeartI want to open up the heart of humanity,I want to know what’s inside her.Look your own heart,You’re a collection from angels and demons, fairies and monsters,An eternal battle is taking place within you.By day and night, the shadow is chasing us,And the edge of the cliff is our home.Accept your shadow,In the dark the eye begins to see.

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Mental IllnessA bruise, a cut, and the dripping blood,Makes you sensitive like a rose bud.Perturbed for what lies on the surface of the skin,Care to notice what you are experiencing underneath.Mental scars, depressed mood, and grief so extended,Why are all these left unattended?Are these not signs of mental illness?Then why are these dealt with prejudices?

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Love And Togetherness

When emotional love seeks connection,And, togetherness is life’s greatest possession,Just falling in love becomes old fashion.So rise in love with passion,Because we all are God’s wonderful creation.

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Life, Nature, And Love

Life, Nature And LoveBeing able to do things, not being able to do things. This is how life as we know is built.

life lie Poetry poem

There is a girl, She is calm and strong, But no one knows how. There is a girl, She is happy and enjoys, But no one knows whats Going inside her.

happiness enjoyment Poetry poem

Into the woods,The darkness insideDon’t scare me anymore.The silence of it,Doesn’t kill me anymore.I live the unknown,Of these woods,Where my mind wondersThousands miles,And the heart restsIn solace.And here into the wood,I wanderTo find the truth,And my soul.

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You’re are the best,Strongest shotI ever had.Like champagne and whisky,Vodka and tequila,Dancing in my mindAll together,With never endingRhythm.Oh I am overdosed,With just a wink of yours,Mesmerising my life,In your bar full ofLove shots.Now I only wish,Let the music go onForever,Taking me to a wonderland,Where there onlyYou and I exist.

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I never disappeared, I only lost pleasure in what everyone held in high esteem. I found a new pleasure, Solitude.

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She’s loyal as the sea waits for the wind to make waves. She’s brave in all her insecurities and unspoken fears. She’ll give her heart to someone who stays, And through her smile will see that ocean of tears.

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Life Is Beautiful!Life is so precious, much more than we realize, Always value it, even if u have to make some compromise. Do not try to please everyone, Remember, you are answerable to none.

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From Her Winter Diary

From Her Winter DiaryOpening my eyes to a radiant sunrise,I see those rays showering sparkles at my place.I glance out of the window, into the light,Hoping to catch a glimpse of a blissful sign,Is it over yet?Too weak still, couldn’t step up far away from where I reside,I cuddle the warmth of my blanket again,Realizing that I’m still alive.Not willing to grab and climb the ladder of realities today,I just wish I could stay in bed, with nothing in my head,To just taste the non-existence for a brief while.So I’m rolling deep into my own world,Where I don’t need to say a word,No explanations, no complains,No time limits, no deadlines,No responsibilities, no strain,No regrets, no pain.

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I will live in vain,In the miseries of pain,Till the last leaf falls.As I ‘m responsible forMy own destruction,And for the resurrection.For I have grown this treeOf hatred.And it’s too late,For contemplation,as I’m in my end days.

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I fell in love with that person,It’s embarrassing that,That’s the type of personI fell in love with.It wasn’t the person, It wasn’t love.It was me,Who was wrongAll along.

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Keep shining!Keep being you…There is no other way around.Live it through, let it go, and keep moving on your own paths.This is not about them; this is about you.Keep shining!Keep being you…The brighter you become, the brighter world will be around you.The brighter you become, the brighter people will be attracted to you.The brighter you become, the brighter future you’ll build.You can be nothing or nobody only for those who had never gone the path you had;Who had never read the books you had;who never worked as hard and diligently as you did;Who never paid the price you paid;Who has no clue of how hard to gain the respect and how much harder to gain the trust;Who is completely unaware of how valuable the moral values are and how rare the

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Sometimes my soul is worn, And I find the relief nowhere. Regrets are standing like a thorn, And I can’t find the strength to bear.

liking soul Poetry poem

I go,once in a whilefrom the large world outside,to the small world inside,to make peace with myself-my soul; the home,where I live with grace.Being honest,readily surrenderingall that was concealed;faking perfection,annoying me-the peace that I wantto gather and embrace.Into the silenceI go,once in a whileshedding awayall that was unreal,to caress myself,over those wounds,to address those scars,mostly, overlookedand to surrenderin silenceto myself-the soul, to whichI belong.

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Last MistakeThe wind blowsThrough my head,Blowing outThe thousand thoughts.The golden moment,Of our innocent love.The childish play,The last mistake.

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PortraitIt’s a midnight affair,With theLyrics of your song,Melancholic tasteOf melodyTells me how it went wrong.Fragments of yesterday,ImprintedIn your chest,Bittersweet collisionReminds youIt was a beautiful mess.Rhymes in the end,Is a form ofAbyss.Blackhole in theMiddleIn there, she exists.Up above is theConstellationOf the unknown,With all theseWords you sayIs an art of illusion.In silence, in secrecy,Her loveIs what you seek,Uncertainties may lieAhead butAnother risk is all it’d take.Each key of yourPiano placesMy heart in a tragical state,How can a sad songFeel likeI’m breaking while asleep?

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The Girl From Nowhere

The Girl From NowhereShe was the ocean,Dangerously addictive,Beautiful as hell.Even if she’s chaos,Or whenever she’s calm,Either way,Always out of his reach.

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The Birds Of Imagination

The birds of imagination,No doubt or hesitation, no gravity,No names or religions, no nations,Only journey, no return, flights to unspoken desires.They are emissaries of sacredness,Who create something that still does not exist,Unmasking the infinitely inventive life.

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We are human beings and ought to be here for each other,As reverently, as lovingly,By teaching the language of tolerance, of justice,As we would before the entrance to immortality.I know that underneath the mess of our differences,Everything is common.Just think about it.

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Keeping Emotions Inside

and making it flow within you doesn’t make you miserably weak. Moreover, we’re all humans, and emotions make us who we are. Let it flow naturally, it’s healthy.

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