Though these words flow as poetic as the voice of the wind, they are also evil; they can conjure rare thoughts.
This poem talks about the conflict of brothers, friends, and people who had started with great hopes to achieve with one another but conflict remains a deciding factor in their relationship.
‘Ones’ truly connected do not break. How much do we understand the chemistry of love and affection? This poem exposes this phenomenon, using a creative logic.
If you were given a chance to edit your past or control your fate, would you? What certainty is there that our chances are better in our own hands?
Oaerys has done rap verses basically since a young age but he wrote his first real poem after he had, one morning, sought for long the motivation to write up something–anything at all. His motivation later sprung from the fact that there was none. Right then he wrote a poem which he titled ‘A Writer’s Motivation.’ He could call himself a poet ever since.