I lost my self in the middle of this life, I lost my smile to the society I dislike, What sort of world this is, where I cannot breathe.. Where I can be free without being me..
I was forced to do something I don't want, I can't blame others because I was brainwashed.. I was so bubbly and so happy, But now I became boring, always lost in my thoughts...
I wanted to become an artist, and paint the world of my fantasy, But all I could do was draw a diagram in biology.. I crave for art, yes I do, I miss it so much that I can't tell you..
The next thing that fancied me was dance, I loved it cause I could portray myself, without any mask.. But I was made to stop, due to lack of time.. Because getting a good score was more important, Important than the happiness of mine..
I wanted to become author and fly to the world of my fantasy, But then my wings were taken away from me.. Once again I lost my happiness, I lost me..
Now I am doing engineering, something I never wanted to do.. But still made it my passion as everyone wanted me to do.. But no I was wrong, wrong about the society, It wasn't about arts or dance or writing or engineering, It was just about earning money..
I don't want to become a billionaire nor a millionaire, I don't want to fake a life that I didn't dream of.. All I want is my happiness back, The freedom to do want I like.. I want to be me, the true me without the mask..
I ... is always in capitals.. always,... Alwayyss...
The feeling that you expressed can be resonated with millions of us young Indian youth. I can tell for my hundreds of friends who seem to have lost the zest of life, simply because of their unimaginative career options.
It is important to pursue some form of creativity at the side. Else, the walk of life would resonate that of a zombie. I am pretty sure a lot of our youth would agree with you once if you post this on social media.
I love this poem!!! Although there are a very typos, the meaning and emotions comes across very strong. In today's society, we often don't get to choose our own paths so we end up living boring and monotonous lives. It's unfair, but sadly the way of the world. I adored the last line. I feel like it really brought the whole poem together!!
can you please tell me what are all the typos.. Because I am new and I want to improve. Thanks for r.. read morecan you please tell me what are all the typos.. Because I am new and I want to improve. Thanks for reading my poem :)
8 Years Ago
The last line in the first stanza needs a capital I, the last line in the third stanza should say "t.. read moreThe last line in the first stanza needs a capital I, the last line in the third stanza should say "that" not "tat", and lastly in the third line of the fourth stanza you need to capitalize the I again. I would just recommend reading over your poems before you post them. It's nothing much and definitely doesn't deter anyone from reading your writing. They're just typos. Wonderful poem!
I ... is always in capitals.. always,... Alwayyss...
The feeling that you expressed can be resonated with millions of us young Indian youth. I can tell for my hundreds of friends who seem to have lost the zest of life, simply because of their unimaginative career options.
It is important to pursue some form of creativity at the side. Else, the walk of life would resonate that of a zombie. I am pretty sure a lot of our youth would agree with you once if you post this on social media.
I love reading and writing. It has always been my passion. Since i finished my graduation i would live to take up my passion. I already published few poems in allpoetry.com/Monika_Avalur..
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