The last few weeks I had been existing in a routine fashion, and only today I thought that this is not how I want to exist, I don’t want to be a puppet, and even in the smallest of moments of my life I want to feel I want to live every second, now as it is very evident that I think in a complicated manner that I can only put to words following a rhyme scheme…so I am presenting my thoughts in the form of a poem. Here goes….
its called
The sudden urge to break free
Some years one lives and forgets,
Some days just go by,
So many days life moves like a snail,
Moving slowly and finding no joy.
Most days are just monotonous,
Most days move like a routine,
Many moments one lives for no purpose,
With no hope, no life, no dream.
Most days i pass watching the rain,
Like my life were lacking seasons,
My hours and minutes crawl away,
i live not , but exist for no reason.
Then there is a heartbeat,
When second alone but my heart feels,
The feeling can be of any sort,
But my bruised life it heals.
That's when I desire to realize my dreams,
That's when I want my life back,
I have a sudden urge to break free,
And not be a showpiece in life’s rack.
I don’t want to be a stone forever,
I crave to inhale in life’s breeze,
No one should devoid their heart of feelings,
I can’t allow my feelings to freeze.
If it’s a misdeed to do as your heart says,
I am a sinner I say out loud,
I just wish to live my days and ,
Be a person of whom I am proud.
don't let your feeling be stagnent always explore your heart,you never know where you find the hidden treasure of happiness.
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