Life is but a sense of helplessness,
Pulling us everywhere. We are-
Here and we are there, but are we really
Ourselves?? or just some
Pretension of this and that,
To him or her,
carrying on our lives-
with one garbed emotion or another,
hoping that someday would dawn,
when we can be ourselves. But it needs
Courage, to unclothe pretensions,
So till conscious seeks courage-
The garb continues……..
Deep meaning though!💕 loved it! So true💯 Some people these days are living a life which they are not satisfied with and some just like a walking dead and some are cherishing it to the fullest……
Thank you madam
Very touchy poem. One should not speak borrowed language. A real truth. Those who understand, win!
Thank you sir
Nicely expressed Dr. Marathe. We really need courage to be ourselves. We need if not always, atleast for sometime. Me time.
Thank you madam
Nice poem
Very touching poem
Thank you sir
U have disclosed the ultimate reality of our personal existence. Wonderful dear
Thank you so much madam
Small and sweet!
Good attempt Mam.
Congrats!
Thank you so much sir
A poem that leads us to the reality!! Great work Ma’am 😍
Thank you so much Rupa
Good one. Keep writing!!
Thank you sir for your motivation
Nice madam yes it is true Reality
Thank you madam
One who KNOWS NOT that he KNOWS NOT, what he KNOWS NOT, search for meaning is must….excellent way of expression
Thank you sir
Very well articulated poem Suchita.