P1: Discovery – stages.

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stages.

Metamorphosis.

‘4-step process’ undermines the complexity;

Birth; Development; Transition; Freedom.

To attain freedom the butterfly must struggle and escape from the cocoon,

Eating through its bonds, for then only strength will emerge,

The fight gives the strength to fly.

Birth.

Miracle of life,

Rejoice for all,

Symbol of love,

A reflector of the past.

Development.

Sensing the tension in the world,

Questioning purpose,

Decision making,

Crucial to shape the future.

Transition. 

Working hard towards ambitions,

Integrating into society,

Natural selection pressures survival,

Some more fortunate than others,

Faced with the true colours of the world.

Freedom.

To live in peace,

Unhindered by societal expectations, 

Mentally matured,

Sense of self is established.

Connection.

pondering about the road not taken,

worrying about future failures,

Rejecting change,

Stunts growth.

If we do not let ourselves develop,

Purpose will never exist.

If we do not work hard our ambitions will never be reached.

If we cannot come to terms with ourselves we will never be free.

We must embrace our obstacles,

Befriend our struggles,

Turn our enemies into allies

And our hatred into love. 

For struggling feeds the surfacing of beauty;

without ugliness, charm loses meaning in the world.

Be a butterfly in a garden of moths.

-Aishi Nayar

P1: Discovery – Truth.

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truth.

pure hypocrisy.

epitome of betrayal,

enemy of fairness.

spoken through the tongue of a liar,

claimed as sincerity.

conveyed with bias,

shared through stories,

marking history.

words strong as a boulder,

shifting tectonic plates,

eruption and erosion,

responsible for the killing of mankind. 

truths;

I miss you.

I love you.

I promise.

lies;

your thorns pierce my supple skin,

chains around my neck,

strangulation and suffocation, 

I wish to escape. 

windows to the soul,

your darkness preventing any vision;

the path is in front of me,

yet I cannot see. 

you send him.

he comes for an embrace,

I reciprocate.

for I cannot leave nor see,

this is my fate.

suppressed sins surfaced, 

slave to myself,

I must answer before finality is set in stone. 

false comfort must rest,

I must comply.

time progresses,

still a prisoner,

truth cannot be provided,

for we are insincere.

truthfully, we are trapped.

because the lies will always be lies 

but the truth will never be true.

-Aishi Nayar

P1: Discovery- my mind.

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my mind.

filthy,

flooded with debris,

an endless ocean,

with no guide.

lost.

unable to swim,

i drown

as i gasp and choke.

submerged,

i open my eyes.

the endless depth below me leers,

slowly hypnotizing me.

the darkness asks for permission to be let in.

NO. STOP.

regaining consciousness 

i crave the ecstasy,

wishing to return to my euphoric state of mind.

believing in the idea to achieve eternal bliss.

REBELLION.

fighting my war,

searching for the surface,

i persevere.

i am the conquerer of my mind.

-Aishi Nayar

P3: Love – Unspoken Words.

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unspoken words.

discovery; essential to revitalize plateau.

endless, expressive, euphoria,

my body ecstatic. 

my heart racing, 

my mind, 

mesmerized.

every layer inspires growth.

even if forbidden,

I explore.

for passion has no bounds,

it’s pointless to stay within limits.

clarity with every movement,

color brings about dimension.

cherishing the masterpiece,

for what makes art unique,

is its incompletion.

vigor through life,

investigation of purpose through differences,

resiliency is necessary.

contentment turns into fulfillment,

haven is then attained.

inching closer,

admiration swells.

nervousness turns to relaxation,

hesitancy into excitement.

comforted through the life around me,

I breathe.

silencing the complexity,

I propel forward,

the past left behind,

the future, a mystery.

I sense all around me.

mindfulness;

present in the moment.

for the most beautiful things are felt,

never spoken.

– Aishi Nayar

P1: Discovery- complete blossom.

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complete blossom.

void.

blackness suppressing emotions; inability to consciously feel.

clouded vision, a product of the suffering encapsulated by the coldest grey.

white, non-symbolic of peace, but a reminder of the numbness within.

no color, yet endless depth.

repeated cycles of imposed agony led to individual self-destruction.

words became daggers; ripping me apart piece by piece. 

inconsistent comfort became a bandage to temporarily heal.

flower.

blooming in fall like it’s the season of rebirth.

the warmth of the sun dawning upon the flower’s petals,

the gentleness of the wind carrying pollen from one flower to another, 

helping the species grow.

the bees tickling the pistil to make their nectar.

the rain, caressing the roots, quenching a prolonged thirst.

the flower in full bloom feels and gravitates towards the sunlight;

positive phototropism,

reminded that the light is permanent and will always nourish the living.

-Aishi Nayar

P1: Discovery- the sun.

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the sun.

earth breathes for the sun but the sun does not live for earth.

smaller than other stars, yet never outshone by any.

mainly gaseous, yet never loses composure.

controls over all, despite being uncontrollable.

possibly hidden in perception but always present.

never directly stared at but always admired.

powerful for matter to cease existence, 

but captivating to be worshipped by all.

the deity in the universe’s creation,

the foundation of life,

the sun has its secrets yet knows all answers.

-Aishi Nayar

P1: Discovery- the search for contentment.

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the search for contentment.

the blithe streets 

seemed to be filled with gore,

unholiness,

deception,

and lust.

stepping out of one’s comfort,

transcending into a new dimension,

controlled by the uncontrollable.

in this indefinite world

congruency ceases to exist,

attaining balance is impossible.

overwhelmed by the violence in one’s everyday lives,

mentally or physically,

always fighting a battle.

in search for contentment yet consumed by greed.

powered by instinct, not logic.

undefinable actions.

in support of a damage and an unjust world,

this rampage continues forever.

-Aishi Nayar

P1: Discovery- the storm.

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the storm.

birds wail for asylum,

dogs scream and shout,

bees charge to their hive,

hoping to preserve life before the storm arrives. 

destruction;

potential termination of life

has commenced its arrival.

praying for another day,

the degree of uncertainty remains.

living beings torn from their comfort,

survival of the fittest is put to test.

the weak beg for forgiveness

yet the strong power shows no mercy.

servants to nature,

they obey and learn to endure their fate.

accepting the end,

in search of a new beginning.

-Aishi Nayar

P2: Joy- message from an angel.

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message from an angel.

smiling through the sadness,

oh that sparkle in her eyes! 

she laughed and cheered,

never cried,

even when faced with complications,

her spirit never died.

she came across a boy;

mysterious, pale and grey.

he was sitting in silence,

yearning for a new day.

he told his disheartening story,

how he has waited for a white dove,

she listened and said not to worry,

for the Lord is watching from above.

this world is yours in which you seek the light

this night is yours to conquer and fight.

she left him pondering,

‘how would he acquire his paradise?’,

acknowledging adversities in this quest,

he smiled.

for he knew this war would not end in demise.

-Aishi Nayar

P1: Discovery- eyes.

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eyes.

captivating the beauty that surrounds us,

capturing the essence of emotions,

exploring the miracles of life,

our vision is clear.

reality takes its toll,

victimizes and births its witnesses of catastrophe,

flooding our perception.

our vision is blurred.

society has created darkness.

unable to recognize our surroundings,

we are forced to give into this new world,

for society has established its dominance.

our vision is annihilated.

we are blind.

-Aishi Nayar