Learnings "Post" Ebbing Into Cognizance

By Aarti Kukreja

Sometimes, the impact of oracle blows you right to your knees

The fixation you adhered to as your utmost indispensable axiom

The structure your web was fashioned upon

The absolute nucleus of your exultance

The deduction of your eupnea

Its pulverised to annihilation.

In one moment. In. One. Moment.

All this pace, your postulated that

You alone can out-rival.

You are Bedraggled.

Tickled Pink. Lionhearted.

The sole One Man Show.

Veracity is, you are not the Terror you presume.

You are terrorised.

Your soul is aghast.

Your heart is faint.

This manifested gospel has produced delinquency

To your very last nerve, down to your toes,

Up your calves, around your elbows

Onto your pelvis, inside your aortas

And infected your mind.

This counterfeit belief has gravely

Embedded the innervation of Flight.

You scamper from attachment

While you paradoxically crave it like

Man with intoxication.

This toxic divination

Has extirpated your alacrity

Your palpable ardor.

You no longer, long.

You no longer believe you merit passion.

You no longer believe.

You captivate akin.

Clan who flee.

Mortals who repudiate.

Petrified anthropoids.

Fearful to accord.

Adrift from affection.

Bipeds who huddle unaccompanied

Surrendering to this illusive fate.

You thought you were prophetic.

You thought you were concrete.

But

Your reflection is misguided.

You are fallacious.

You Err.

You might be ornery

But not perpetually legitimate.

As scarring as it might be to your insistence

But

You Are Wrong.

You don't need to be confounded

No need to spurt.

Acquire.

You Can Long.

You Can Emote.

You Can Receive.

You Can Be Elated.

You Deserve.

You can procure more than trepidation

You should consternate no more.

You can proposition forward.

And You Can Be Enchanted.

Just Imagine, Affirm and Allow.

Imagine.

Affirm.

Allow.

By Aarti Kukreja