BEING REVERIE..BEING ME!

BEING REVERIE..BEING ME!

A Poem by pranita

My feet are above the ground, my head stands high with proud. millions chant my name with love for i am a legend to whom ppl bow.

my scalpel is my magic wand, the diseased are whom i am fond my words influence the working of the world, to where they lead,the people go

family embraces my glow, friends love to come to my stage show

for what more could the almighty give as i had what i'd always think

aaaahhhhh! went the voice in me, when i woke up to the sound of the ringing kettle with the hot steaming tea

all of a sudden a thought of realization reached me, how i knew how my future is exactly going to be......

© 2015 pranita


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Added on October 7, 2015
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pranita
pranita

pune, maharashtra, India



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