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I see, speak and feel nothing. I am just another person. I belong nowhere.

Nomad I am a nomad— Nothing I say matters. I am but a face in the crowd, I am left behind, trying. I am made fun of. I don’t count in this vast world, I often lead myself through darkness, I pin myself to the wall— I don’t even exist unless I make my presence known. I don’t even get hate—let alone love , I get neither a hell nor a heaven . Not everyone deserves pain. We suffer for a reason—I don’t get a reason. I just live to make God not regret His creation.                                         -Preetham.S.D  

Dark side of myself! this poem may relate to all of us, not cause we are all cruel but for all of us will have a side of ourselves wanting to hide from the reality and follow the dark path in one or the other way.

 

Dark side of myself

Forced by my desires,

Never think before walking through fires,

I describe myself as a sword,

Who takes lives as a reward;

 

Sure to be dark and lonely,

For many blames I carry,

I choke at every step I take,

Angry and sad every morning I wake;

 

Silence had surrounded my life,

Long before I picked a knife,

Run away from my hopes,

Meet them again in endless loops;

 

I never could ensnare my pain,

Because they give me strength never in vain,

I never feebly grew,

My fears are surprisingly very few;

 

This is my dark side,

Which I’ll always abide,

I’ve never been to the other side,

Where I never can see myself hide;

                                                 -Preetham.S.D 

                                                                     

 


 

 

 

 


 

 


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