There are pulls in life.

Some help, some not so much.

Some end while others invite strife

but strings are such for the alive.

Multiple directions together call us at times

and at times we wait for minor nudges.

Either from connections or unsaid memories

these strings which are attached play our judges.

Some prefer to cut them, some prefer to hold on.

Perhaps it boils down to the source on the other end

for connections are the only things worth fighting for

and at times, these strings help us to stand.

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An engineer who finds joy, comfort and peace by writing poems and strumming chords. Come, let me take you to an alternate reality.

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