Ego When we look at ourselves, we see our ego, It's like a storm, sometimes calm, sometimes it's a show. Our confidence and doubts mix inside, Shaping who we are, no need to hide. We wear a mask for the world to see, Ego whispers, guiding you and me. Sometimes it helps, but it can misguide, In our thoughts and feelings, it likes to reside. But don't let it control you day by day, Keep it in check, don't let it lead you astray. Finding a balance is the key, you know, Between ego's pull and humility's glow. ©Devendra Maurya

Devendra Maurya

Through the gatelight's gleam, paths unfurl, A luminescent key to worlds unseen, Where dreams dance and fantasies swirl, Guiding us to realms yet unforeseen. ©Devendra Maurya

Devendra Maurya

Dance In a ballroom, people dance to music, Moving gracefully and telling stories, Their feet speak a language without words, Showing feelings that words cannot carry. They dance slow and fast, expressing much, Their movements tell tales, swirling around, They dance slow and fast, expressing much, Their movements tell tales, swirling around, Each spin and step hides a story's touch, Their hearts talk through every dance's sound. Dance is like talking without speaking, The music guides how they move and feel, With jumps and turns, dreams start reaching, Imagination soars, making it real. Dance is amazing, it speaks in its way, Telling stories no words can convey. ©Devendra Maurya

Devendra Maurya