![]() Second Hand PerceptionsA Poem by Enigma
Maybe its time now To drain the illusory perception Of the surrounding faces Masked and iterating the old rusted clichés Authors of ‘shortcut to a meaningful life’ Yet, in a search of their own Suggesting me the rope And searching themselves for the ladder ‘Rope is what you need’ But ladder is what I want. Since when did I give away the authority To have my needs and wants decided And not created or realized by my own self The mirage of a life Lived by you and you and you Who seem so happy I want that I need that But following in your footsteps has gotten me nowhere I let go of my dreams Crushed my instincts And trudged along an unknown path with doubts None cleared by you So now, I’m letting go Of you and your ideas and your eyes which were my looking glass I will make my own mistakes Not repeat yours and get blamed anyway I will risk to move the withered wheel of my thinking once again There will a thousand mistakes Before I make a right decision Nevertheless, when I call it a day The only one responsible for my life Will be me Nobody else © 2011 EnigmaAuthor's Note
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18 Reviews Added on September 23, 2011 Last Updated on September 23, 2011 Author![]() EnigmaIndiaAboutHi, I'm Preeti. Nice to meet you! I found this place around the same time I found my love for writing. To be honest, it was a time back when I could write. And I did, oh so much. I found words to b.. more..Writing
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