I might be down & dusty,
Maybe even old & rusty.
I might plead & weep,
within me insecurity creep.
Life is tough,
Oh! It's just so rough.
Can't go on!!
Why was I even born?
So on and on, I go,
Whiny and oh-so-low.
Each small seems like a blow.
Maybe somone will me tow.
STOP!
Out of my system, it is
Life isn't all amiss.
In the end, pick self, I do
Everything is fresh and new.
If you just had waited
Maybe with breath baited.
You would've seen
The truth I have always been!
P.s I have moved on! :)
Good one ... another attempt to rise from the dust ... good thought!
ReplyDeleteLiked this part the most:
In the end, pick self, I do
Everything is fresh and new.
If you just had waited
Maybe with breath baited.
You would've seen
The truth I have always been!
I mentioned this part, because I liked it!!
ah the truth i have always been"
ReplyDeletebeautiful lines ya Rashi..:)
thank you for writing this..
nice one
ReplyDeleteNice one! Rashi is back with a bang! Way to go, gal! :)
ReplyDelete'Time' and with it 'realisation' is all it takes...
ReplyDeleteLovely poem..!! :)
Cheers..!!
Arjun
lovely lines .. and the ps was just too good !
ReplyDeletegreat one rashi...very beautiful lines...
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