Myself Poem by Rimni chakravarty
Myself
It is all about me
This is what I see
It is about myself
And how I hide my me in a shelf
Now why the hide and seek?
Coz I am a freak
Conscious of what others think of me
How others discuss when they enjoy their cup of tea
But why am I so?
Winds blow
I hardly enjoy the and so my face never glows
My poor self only dose
'Am awaken yet asleep
While the sailors are out in the roaring deep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/19/2024 9:15:30 PM # 1.0.0.1119
you are 'you' only.....should not waste your time in thinking what others feel about you....nice feelings..