I was in my shell, enjoying warmth and safety
But then... a day came when I had to hatch...
I opened my eyes...
I saw the world with child-like innocence...
I had fun for sometime...
But then I realized...
A mirror is what I need to become
For purity has no worth here...
But then... a day came when I had to hatch...
I opened my eyes...
I saw the world with child-like innocence...
I had fun for sometime...
But then I realized...
A mirror is what I need to become
For purity has no worth here...
Don't be cynical. It kills the joy of being. Look at things with innocent wonder. That opens the poetry in you. Great write, but change tract. Best wishes.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much sir that you took out time to look at my blog and gave me your valuable advice... I'm really overjoyed to have received ur comment... I am no poet, I just write what I feel but I will definately keep in mind to look at things more innocently
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