![]() The story of being meA Poem by Wikiwit![]() Narcissist....is how I'll describe the tone of this poem. But in no way did I over-rate myself...:P![]()
I might be successful in making this a reality,
When I go forward and describe my normality. I am as normal as a perpendicular line gets, But on circular analogies in situ, I place no bets. I might seem like your run-of-the-mill boy, But believe you me, I can lead a mills’ convoy. I can read your thoughts and see what you say, Call me dyslexic, and with your life you shall pay. I often get moody, and Moodys’ will gladly testify that, But my mood swings don’t make me a qualified brat. I may say things that’ll be hurtful, yet so true, Veracity is a forte that hurts my sentiments too. I might not be a Ronaldo or a Waldner at sport, But tease the wrong veins, and you’ll scramble for support. I would rather not talk about technical prowess, You’ll die of shame, and you’ll lose all sense of progress. I rarely take studies seriously, and that you’ll see in my marks, But I devour knowledge, and you’ll fumble battling my witty sparks. I am no joker, I believe in “Humor in plain uniform” I can make you laugh till you give up or nod to affirm. I guess I’ve bragged enough, and now its your turn, To turn a blind eye to your success, and just move on. © 2012 WikiwitAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthor![]() WikiwitNew Delhi, North India, IndiaAboutAn engineer by degree, An MBA by decree, A poet at heart, Poems flow thru my pedigree more..Writing
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