There's a Voice I Hear

Under the clampings

And shattering noises,

Of forgotten things

I do no longer wish to hear,

There is a voice I hear

In my mind

Under the unbalanced reasoning

And misunderstandings,

I hear a voice full of treasuries

Of findings that I have kept,

Oh so well looked after

These are my positivities

My hopes and admirations,

That keep me up in dark

That keeps all my confusion,

Extremely well lit

I ask that thought with doubt

Of whether it is a part

Of my own consciousness,

Or whether it is only a fragment

Of my imagination

And it tells me of the good

That has come up,

That has been with me for long,

And stayed through

All those years

I want to thank it

For that raspy voice had told me

Not to give up

When the time has been

Wrong for me

For understanding that

There is a reason for everything,

And that I constantly need

To be true to myself

That raspy voice has spoken

And it too will die,

The day I stop

Believing in myself

And so the voice has spoken.

-Mitul Magu

 7th march 2016