The Real Me Poem by DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK
The Real Me
Don't look at me;
Don't look at my looks
Don't look at my appearance
My flesh losing its sheen
Soon to be torn apart
Soon to be crashed
Soon to be strewn across
Soon to perish
At the hands of time
Dive deep into my soul
And see the brightness of sun
And feel the coolness of moon
And understand the dullness of stars
And muse upon the exactness of planets
Reflection of all such realities
Writ large in my soul
The centre of attraction
Always smiling and shining never to fall
Beautiful, imperishable and indestructible
The real me dwells in soul......
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4/26/2024 6:22:11 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Bodily attractions and the external beauty will perish in time. What is enduring is internal beauty! You have so much of it friend! As one who knows you through your poems, I truly believe that you have a beautiful soul! People remember one on the basis of what he has been doing and what he does! Even if someone is very handsome or beautiful, if his actions are repulsive, no one will be able to like or love him!
Many many thanks........Valsa........I am humbled