Read What’s Not Said

Some truths aren't said aloud. They're hidden in pauses, gestures, and quiet moments. Read between the lines—because that’s where the real story begins.

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I have a simple mantra for success:
Meet the right people, at the right place, and you'll find the right knowledge.

It sounds obvious—so much so that I often wondered why I hadn’t seen it earlier.
But the truth was always in plain sight.

I was just too busy chasing outside noise, trying to prove myself to those who never really mattered.
It felt like punching the air… or like a dog chasing a car it was never meant to catch.

This poem is a reflection of that realisation—
to slow down, tune in, and read what’s not said.

We read poems for their words—
but the silence between them?
That’s where the soul breathes.
Do we hear it?

Those who can—
they find the right words at the right time.
Those who can’t—
even the best poem won’t touch them.

People are no different.
You might meet the right one—
but if your voice fills every space,
you’ll never hear their silence speak.

Read between the conversations—
the pauses, the body language, the quiet habits.
That’s where the truth hides.
That’s the poem.

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Your life might be right—
but if you wear blinders to your small joys,
you’ll only count the cracks.
And soon, everything will feel wrong.

You are beautiful—
as long as you see the light on your flaws.
Read between the smiles.
There’s a story in the shine.

Even when the puzzle fits,
the picture can still look wrong—
if your mind is in the wrong place.
But with the right attitude,
the same world becomes your wonderland.

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Read slowly.
Feel fully.
Not all truths are written.
Some are only whispered between the lines.

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