Questioning Distance | Poetry (STEM)

Questioning Distance (#STEM)

Straighten Expression, Writer has no Game being in the loop of a lot.

A dot on the thought, Vibe or feel is a tame or a confused plot.

A try or an inexpressible moment, Bit of thought, unanswered interactions.

Why do I have emotions? One has no guts to show the impression.

It may begin along with a presence of Calmness, but might be a suppression.

Should I go straight? One wants to change the lanes.

The lane of rise or a shot of life. Is it the same or again a disruptive distance?

Okay!! Then, Let's see what's better and have the space.

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~ RelaxK

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Expression or Impression? Thinking What? Space or Shine? Writing a lot? Not those Rhymes? War with self, Being in Time. Playing on Cracks? Fall or Cry? Symbolic head or Leading Strain? Typical men or Pleasure Blade? Serial killer? Knife or Intent is Brave? Mood is Dark, Pain or Terrain Flames? Terror on Face? Scars or Terrible Flakes? Because of Pressure or My Expression? Flee of Creation or Dying Impression? Blink Blink, Falling on sink. Click click, Put on a Stick. Punch Punch, Delay for a Lunch. Crush Crush, Trash is Every Punch. On Wall Hole, Sleeping Blown. ~ Relax

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KARM AUR NYAYE | Voiceover Act

कर्म और न्याय | Voice Act Title: Karm Aur Nyaye Writer: Relax (K.) @RelaxWrites Voice-over: Relax (K.) @RelaxWrites BG Music: Canva Free Library Recorded by Phone वत्स, मनुष्य लिखता है, अपना हर कर्म, अपनी मेहनत, और बुद्धि से। परंतु कभी इच्छा शक्ति बेचैन सी लगती है, समय समय पर, अतिथ के फल प्रकट करती है। और जो होना है, भविष्य में, उसी की चिंता, वर्तमान को भंग करती है। योद्धा हर जंग को आखिरी कह कर लड़ता है, कामयाब होकर फिर से, अपने अंत का इंतज़ार करता है। वे अपनी प्रजा के लिए मिटने को राजी हैं, पर अपनों से ही दूर होना पड़ता है। यही उलझन है, जो उसे बार-बार सताती है, यही वो घड़ी, जो उसे हर बार बताती है। कि लड़ना तुझको रोज़ पड़ेगा, नहीं होगी शमा और शांति। विजयेता युद्ध का खुद ही होगा, पर खुद से लड़ी है क्रांति। ~ Relax (One of me)