Be yourself, they say
Live happy and enjoy life.
Aye, looks easy
Does not cost a price.
Yet, here I am
Living life in struggle.
Where did all the truth go?
Or wait, was that a lie?
My eye blind to the rain,
A piece of puzzle lost.
In; I wander with pain,
Mind consumed with past.
Is there ever a time to be,
Exposed to the naked world?
Or will I always be covered,
In a mask, my only pearl.
Lord, give me freedom,
To be engulfed by joy.
Let me float high,
High and high in the sky.
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Hey guys! That was a totally random poem I wrote recently.
If you liked reading it, do give me a comment and vote to let me know! :-)
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Voice Of The Heart
PoetryThe place that I live, is inside my head. And the only place apart from that, is in a piece of paper. There's no in-between. | I think, you feel. I I write, you imagine. I I bleed, you heal.
