In the depths of time's relentless flow,
A spirit awakens, eager to grow,
A soul unique, forged from ancestry,
Yet diverging, carving a path of individuality.
I, a whisper of dreams, woven anew,
Stand, bold and different, against the blue,
For I know I am nothing like my mother,
With ambitions, passions, worlds to discover.
Her expectations, like shadows, loom,
But I soar beyond, refusing to assume,
The role she envisioned, a replica of her,
For in my heart, I am free to differ.
Like a rose in a garden, blooming apart,
I embrace flaws, and celebrate my own art,
My essence, a tapestry of colors, unseen,
Unfolding a self, undeniably keen.
For in the tapestry of life's design,
I find solace in thoughts distinctively mine,
I am a symphony, with notes unplayed,
A creation, unrestrained and unswayed.
And though her vision, heavy like a chain,
My spirit endures, refusing to feign,
I march with conviction, untethered and true,
In the depths of my being, a force anew.
So, let her wish for a mirrored reflection,
But I embrace the beauty of imperfection,
For I know I am nothing like my mother,
And in that truth, I find strength to smother.
The expectations that attempt to confine,
My spirit, free-flowing and unaligned,
For I am unique, with a voice of my own,
A force to reckon, unapologetically grown.
So, let me bloom, like a vibrant lotus flower,
Embracing my individuality with power,
For I am okay, with the woman I see,
Knowing I am nothing like she wanted me to be.
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Book of Life
PoetryBasically, this book contains poems about my life and different aspects of my personality. These poems help me come to terms with my emotions and help me communicate my feelings. I hope you can enjoy my poems.