Starvation Is Better Than Tasteless Food, Loneliness Is Better Than Compromise
Starvation Is Better Than Tasteless Food,
Loneliness Is Better Than Compromise
In the quiet void of an empty plate,
Starvation whispers, "I can wait."
Better to long for what is true,
Than taste a meal that dishonors you.
For every bite, a tale is told,
Of dreams betrayed, of values sold.
What use is bread, if it’s bitter with lies?
What use is plenty, if the spirit dies?
The tongue may crave, the stomach may yearn,
But dignity knows what the soul should discern.
A tasteless feast, no matter how grand,
Is nothing but sand slipping through the hand.
Hunger sharpens the senses keen,
It fuels the fire, it keeps you lean.
For starving with pride is a noble art,
It preserves the sanctity of the heart.
And what of love, that delicate flame,
Loneliness calls, but it carries no shame.
For better to wander through shadowed halls,
Than to settle for echoes in hollowed walls.
Compromise wears the guise of peace,
But its bargain brings a soul’s decrease.
To fold your dreams for fleeting grace,
Is to lose yourself in a crowded space.
The heart, though aching, learns to stand,
On barren soil, with trembling hand.
It builds a fortress, stone by stone,
Proclaiming, "I am better alone."
Loneliness isn’t a foe to fear,
It carves out space for truths to appear.
A time to grow, a path to find,
A silent song for the resolute mind.
The tasteless food and the hollow pact,
They tempt, they pull, but leave you cracked.
For in the end, the soul must choose,
What it can gain and what it must lose.
Starvation teaches, and loneliness guides,
They are the companions where courage abides.
For better to starve, for better to roam,
Than to feast on regret or call a cage home.
So let the world offer its lesser prize,
Its hollow banquets and gilded lies.
Stand firm, unyielding, steadfast and true,
For the worth of your soul is defined by you.
Let hunger burn, let silence sing,
For in your strength, the world takes wing.
Starvation is better than tasteless food,
Loneliness is better than a compromised mood.
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