Existence
A mild breeze is all it needs
To sway me
Spineless, you may call me
Helpless, I am
How I wish to stand straight
All the time, without stooping
I envy my brothers
Albeit creepers, they are
If I rebel, I am broke
It’s wise to dance
To the tunes of the times
Existence, only matters
Raise my head in dignity
Hold it out during storms
Be upright and righteous
I exist no more
5 comments:
Indeed! Lovely poem.. profound !
Thanks Winnie :-)
If I rebel, I am broke
It’s wise to dance
To the tunes of the times
Existence, only matters
too wise a thought..
Raise my head in dignity
Hold it out during storms
Be upright and righteous
I exist no more
and too true reality :)
Now In Obnoxious Mind
Thanks Shravan
lovely poem....
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