Fear is for what is still to be lost..

I know what the fear is.
The fear is not for what is lost.
What is lost is already in the wall.
What is lost is already behind the locked doors.
The fear is for what is still to be lost.
― Joan Didion, Blue Nights

Fear is something we are all capable of conceiving. Height and might  as varied as speck of a dust to the length and strength of a mountain. Sometimes people fear simple things, I do. Things which are so infantile , when looked, but means a great deal. In time this naive brain is conditioned and it starts confronting the demons in it s own peculiar ways.

I fear things. Things that are yet to come. I fear the unveiling of the curtains that have been lying closed for years. They were intentionally kept closed. Now they think I'm strong enough, inviolable and can handle what awaits. But am I ??

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Fear not, but fear too

as it's something

not easy to dispose of

use it as a catalyst

if I can do..

Like wrinkles on my tee

some fears are temporary

little convincing is all I need

to render them dead

garb wrinkle free..

Cheerful countenance

at all times

often helps me most

I pretend, and just like that

it ends..

I fear to loose

what I might not get

and what I may

and that keeps messing

with me, night and day..

I fear not to loose

what I intend to,

bonded so strong

deep-six these old souvenirs

how do I do ?

Some fears are soaring

never fading stains on my tee

ever flaunting their presence

biting little teethes

ecociding, poor me..

To extol this fact to the world

in flashy words that, I fear

sometimes, every time

what that makes of me ??

a wrinkled, stained tee ??

My mum says-little fear is good. It drives us forward for good. The catalyst, which we all in need of. Fear provides that push forward. But, how to scale this figure ? Can we scale this figure??

Fear Is Everywhere

 Very often we FEAR, fear to loose, fear to not to achieve, fear to fail, fear to be detached, fear to not be loved.

Its all around !!

Its everywhere !!

It tears you apart,
Like an illness,
It eats,
Vital healthy parts;

Commotion and lull,
Reside together,
These inverse odds,
Smiles silence---
in dull weather;

Weight on eyes,
Irritation inside head,
Caged are your cravings,
Then your--
wings are chained;

This fear is disaster,
Master of all the acts,
These intricate riddles,
Lead you---
petrified, terrified
stupefied and mortified
states and plights;

You start imitating fake,
For some unknown sake,
You are  unaware---
of this fear

which is all around !!
which is mixed everywhere !!