Game Of Pretend Poem by Apurva Prabhudesai
Game Of Pretend
Childhood days were spent playing
The game of pretend
That days are not yet over it seems
As the game has not come to an end.
Trying to be someone we are
Not meant to be
Or always in a disguise
Hidingthat can be seen.
The days are gone
Now it's time to be free
Nobody's perfect
Just be the way
You are meant to be.
Monday, September 3, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: game,life,pretence
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5/3/2024 11:12:30 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Apurva, such an excellent poem.............................