Multitude forms I see.
All staring at me.
All are images of me.
Indistinguishable are they
at sight, and me and them
look exactly alike.
But each of them differs
by a purpose they carry.
some are good; some are evil.
As am thrown out to them,
I see me change.
I am out of my control.
Each one gains command on me
dictates me, decides my destiny.
I forget Who is me?
4 comments:
em proud to be your bro.. keep it going.. i could relate to many of your thoughts but i ll never be able to write with such easiness.. its a treat to read all your works
@Mady,
Pleasure is mine bro
Great work! Does this relate to each emotion present in us? Keep writing ...
-MVNV
@MVNV,
I wouldn't call it emotion, "Alter ego" would better fit the description :)
Sriram
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