As I sit down and listen, to the stories that you share

My mind was splash, with stories on my own

Stories that once colour my life, my dream and fantasy

Just like a painter that brush the canvas sheet

Fine stroke avoiding mistake, showing clarity

As I look back at the canvas sheet

That is framed on the walls of my heart

How I realize, how far we have been apart

I stop, stare and wonder

What would it be like, differently?

Am I lost in this path I decided to take?

Or is this what it meant by fate?

Even if the hope is gone

I got to be strong

Move along

At the end of the road

There, will I find Peace

There, will I find Bliss

So I was in the mosque, listening to the sermonts. Trying my best to defeat those bad guys that tried to shut my eyes. I look out at the frame showing the world how beautiful blue sky is. It was peaceful. I just glued there and feel how great it was being peaceful. I really adore peacefulness.

I am yet to find peace in me. Peace brings Bliss.

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