The breeze ruffled in my hair
The green grass,
The beautiful flowers
Sight of which will always awe
Sunsets that i saw
Birds that silence the stars
Doors, that i hate ajar.
Clothes that i hardly discard,
Smiles, that always reward,
Small things that leave me aghast!
Exceptional days, a blast,
That one thing.. sigh! alas!
The God i love,
Who watches over me,
My own sense of creativity,
day dreams,
Some pain, some empathy,
Lots of love,
Shared with plenty
My kids- my sensibility,
I am naturally contradictory,
Like the short lived flowers,
Lasting long in memory.
Even poetry, if it may so be called,
My people- my world,
The kid within me
Even as i grow old,
Certain secrets, which shall
Forever remain untold,
My hands- always cold,
Acc to my mum, am rather bold,
Laughter, on which am sold,
Illusions, plenty i hold.
Life, that i intend to mould,
The distant look, in my eyes i behold,
Future that i would rather unfold,
Hearts-that i once stole.:)
Of the many more,
There could be a sea.
These are Just, a few things
that make me feel like... me.
I wish i culd ever express 'wot make sme feel lik me' as well as u hv....
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