Right at birth, one is born with ties,

If not worked upon, they remain till one dies.

Parental tie nourishes but also tangles

Controls, conditions, and at times brings in, wrangles.

Soon one goes on, willingly acquiring more,

Not realizing, with all the tangles, soul is feeling sore.

Each tie, knowingly or not, makes a scratch or a wound in the heart

Some heal, some remain, canโ€™t escape, however smart.

Sure enough, these wounds are the ones that trigger one to seek that goal

That Truth, that permanent bliss, that place, to return for each and every soul

After this wisdom dawns, only does the true journey begin

A long-drawn battle, not really easy to win

Only when grace is showered

And love and blessings bestowed

Do all the ties fall, all the wounds heal

And perennial bliss is the only thing, the soul would ever feel.

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PS: Every relation hurts. Sometime or the other. Can be because of difference of opinion or trying to control too much, reasons can be different.

Cutting the ties is not cutting away the relationship, it is cutting your control on the other person.

Once this is done, relationship actually improves since there is no demand on the other person to behave the way you want them to be and you would accept the person as he/she is.

This holds good not only in case of partner but also in relationships with parents, children( once they grow up we should not try to control but should let them make their decisions, giving suggestions is fine), friends or anyone else.

And finally, the best relationship you can have ever is with God which will never fail or disappoint or hurt.

This poem is inspired by the post by Swamiji ๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน whom to please

And thanks to Medha for directing me there this week๐Ÿ˜Š๐ŸŒน

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