Authentic MeA Poem by Moonlight
Wandering everywhere In reality, in fantasy Trying to be someone Who is loved and respected by others.
Leaving my origins, Surfing the waves of renaissance Evolving and revolutionising Making something of me Bit by bit.
How authentic is this me? I do not know… But it is a step Or so I thought…
But the truth was, I was running away; Running away from whom I was Who I am And Who I would be…
Funny how I thought That I could escape reality By blindfolding my eyes Against the glimmering truth
Now, I have travelled Through dreams and actuality And I am back to where I had started from…
Happiness, I would never Find it in a pretend play Of being a me That never existed… By living a lie of my life…
Who am I now? I do not know… But now, I have acknowledged myself And accepted my fate…
Does that mean I am puppet Now in this play called life? No… I am someone who is Changing my fate to find my destiny…
It’s a road not taken by many But a road taken by a few exemplary To find the authentic me True to my origins And true to my beliefs…
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4 Reviews Added on June 19, 2015 Last Updated on June 19, 2015 AuthorMoonlightmumbai, IndiaAboutHi! I am Shivangi. Hope you check out my writings.. Thanks. :) more..Writing
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