(This poem is inspired by a writing prompt..”write a poem about the life advice you would give your younger self”)
Do not sweat the small stuff
But then you already know that.
Those Math marks do not matter
But the disappointment
On Baba’s face? That does.
Hug him close, tell him
Every opportunity you get
That you love him. I know
You never have. And then one day
It might be too late. Tell the ones
You love that you love them
Life is too short for too much regret.
Don’t be moody, try to be kind
Yes, even to the girl in school
You think is insufferable, be
especially kind to those who love you,
or say they do, do not shrug aside
their declarations, or worse, laugh
at them. Be kind. Life will teach
you patience, try not to go
kicking and screaming to those classes,
you are stronger than you think,
try to put yourself first. You
are no eight-armed Goddess, do not try
to do it all alone. There is no shame
in asking for help, learn to receive
just as you give. Listen
to others but stay true to your heart.
Above all else, be kind. In this world
Where you can be anything, be kind.
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