MeA Poem by being me
I was little when i used to see the sky all bright and blue
to know that I was alive well and true... As of now, I don't know why my heart beats on. For whom? The answer I cannot come upon... Childhood, a kingdom they say where nobody dies... but I've seen quite many, at a time when I didn't know what it meant, at a time when treachery and betrayal was all around me... And then I was brought to a place anew, a place where responsibility and integrity stood higher than love... A place where I was fed. clothed and taken care of, a place where I lived life almost like a caged bird... A cage, an ocean of loneliness, and I find no one to blame but me... For I do not want life like ordinary, or rather I cannot relate to these people simply. I see a world that I've created for myself, a painting with all vibrant shades which never brushed once through my childhood... A world where I wouldn't need to heed to heads around me. A world where I can live like I feel. A world where I'd be able to voice my heart. A world which would believe I did not any fault. A world where I can be me and after my death would say I was pure.......
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3 Reviews Added on February 20, 2013 Last Updated on February 20, 2013 Authorbeing meThrissur, velappaya, IndiaAboutwell...i'd just like to say am being me...and i started writing as if in a response to the fact that i've to write my way to my own freedom... Googleskins.net - Google Skins more..Writing
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