Losing The Sense
Please, don't lose track of what you want
In the labyrinth of life, amidst the clamor and rush,
Lies the risk of losing the sense, a spirit turned to hush.
A kaleidoscope of distractions, vying for attention’s hold,
Beware, oh weary traveler, lest your dreams remain untold.
In pursuit of worldly desires, ambition can go astray,
Blinded by the noise, the path begins to fray.
The essence of purpose slowly slips away,
As the heart loses track, colors fade to gray.
Please, don’t lose track of what you want,
Amidst the chaos, reclaim your dreams, nonchalant.
For within your soul resides a flame, a beacon to ignite,
A compass true, to guide you through the darkest night.
But how does one rekindle the flicker, reignite the fire,
When the world demands attention, and dreams seem to expire?
Look inward, dear seeker, with introspective gaze,
Rediscover your passions, let them set ablaze.
Embrace solitude’s refuge, where silence takes its place,
Where whispers of your aspirations offer solace and grace.
Listen to the quiet whispers, the yearnings deep inside,
The yearnings that were buried, yet refuse to be denied.
Remember the dreams you held, when the world was wide open,
When possibilities seemed boundless, and hope was never broken.
For in those dreams lie fragments of the person you should be,
Awaken the slumbering spirit, set your true self free.
Reconnect with your desires, as you navigate the noise,
Chase the visions that once sparked, the dreams that gave you poise.
Let passion be your compass, your guide through the unknown,
And let determination lead you, when doubts are overthrown.
Please, don’t lose track of what you want,
Amidst the chaos, let your purpose boldly flaunt.
Embrace the calling of your heart, its rhythm and its beat,
And let your aspirations dance, with unwavering feat.
For life is but a fleeting gift, a canvas to create,
Don’t let the noise and chatter dictate your fate.
Rekindle the flame that once burned bright and true,
And let the world witness the brilliance that is you.
Losing the sense can be a daunting plight,
But remember, dear traveler, that you possess the light.
With focus and determination, reclaim your destined track,
And let your dreams guide you, as you find your way back.
Please, don’t lose track of what you want,
For your dreams are worth the fight, each wish and taunt.
Embrace the journey, let purpose be your song,
And in the pursuit of your dreams, may you always belong.
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