Saturday, April 30, 2011

Being Myself

 I was afraid I may never stop if I started to cry .

It would have been easy to give in .

The tears would have smoothly taken away

The grief and the loss , I hope.

Instead I chose to laugh .

And borrowed a gaiety mask.


Now I wander aimlessly in the jungle of life .

And wonder if I would ever find me and rest .




5 comments:

  1. Beautifully written !!! I can find myself too in those situations told in line 1....

    Hugs !!! Yeah, u sure will find urself. :)

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  2. Hmmm lovely short poem and the pic with footsteps leading very nice

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  3. awesome poem.i can easily relate to the first line.pic is superb.

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  4. walla,what a poem!!! superb!! :)))) akkachi ..keep posting...:)

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  5. Aswathy VenugopalMay 2, 2011 at 8:24 AM

    well said.. love dat pic.. :)

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