NOISE

In the realm of inward mystery, behold the enigmatic me,

What aspect of my essence invokes concern for thee?

A tapestry forged of fortitude and invincible might,

Resilient to the winds of judgment, steadfast in the night.

You did not shape my being, nor craft my very soul,

Thus your influence cannot diminish my self's whole.

The hand of cosmic forces, unseen, breathed life into my core,

And thus your efforts to dismantle me shall be no more.

Beyond the mundane, I've traversed planes unknown,

A harbinger of metamorphosis, a catalyst I've grown.

So what force could alter my course and bring me to my knees?

None at all, for in the grand design, I am as I please.

I welcome your perspectives, though they hold no sway,

In the grand tapestry of my truth, they wither away.

To the youth and wise elders alike, I share this creed profound,

Let not external judgment alter the essence you've found.

No need for validation, to appease another's gaze,

For self-assuredness is a fountain that in me stays.

In the fortress of my being, unwavering I stand,

The tempest of perceptions cannot shift the inner grand.

To the youth and the elders, let my message ring clear,

Embrace your authenticity, let your brilliance appear.

Stay true to your beliefs, let not external noise disturb,

Emancipation lies within, your self-belief will serve.

Feb 30, 2024 | UN