Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.
Oscar Wilde
Who am I ?
I am merely me!
No other I rather be!
Oh why yes…no other I rather be!
Than the seed I am meant to be.
Why change for the rest of the world
Why dust off the fluffs – on my outer coats,
Just to become what most want me to be.
An Odyssey I am on;
To be seen, to be heard across the seas.
To speak out about hypocrisies;
A cacophony of cruel voices is not my cup of tea
Too blunt in my approach, I have been said to be.
Although, immaturity and impulsivity extricates it self intermittently
I seem to be at peace with the notorious sides of me.
My ebullience – a treat for those not feeling at their best,
Solitary time away from any buttering fest,
Rekindles my zest to be unlike the rest.
I put everyone to test,
A monopoly of lies, I so detest!
My traditions and roots, I still hold dearly,
Many dont realize, I am still a child at heart really.
I am strong, for all to see,
Yet, I am a softie to the tee.
See, the rhymes are in a sense about me
For I want all to feel free –
to be the way they yearn to be!!!
The Poetic Life 