I don’t know twin flames and soulmates anymore,
I want a love in human form, raw and pure,
Souls gravitate towards each other for sure,
But what they are meant to teach remains obscure,
The time we reach a point of learning a lesson,
Our mind fills with a lot of abrasion,
Those abrasions can’t be undone but can be subdued,
Those lessons can be learnt even whilst the confidence you exude.
The problem is not the confidence here,
The problem is the lack of love,
be pardoned not any to spare,
when the jar of self-love is not filled,
How can in loving any other one be skilled.
Self soul searching is the root of being aware,
Anything comes after this in the life’s stair.
I Think For All 