Ever get tired of finding yourself?
When they insist that you are hiding something
If you say, “Nothing”, they look at you compassionately
With disbelief within; for they are reflecting on their perception
To create a persona they wish to visualise
For it to be the final version, in their eyes
Plenty of erosions and aberrations, cliches and tightfisted comments
Where the hell are you in all this?
As if you have locked something and forgotten
They claim to have the keys- a bunch of them actually
A feeling of being incarcerated, despite the dreams of freedom
Confused eyes convey the contradictions
Finding yourself amidst the artificial mirage
~Amitav
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Thank you so much for Reblogging my poem.
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No, not really. I always find sth else.
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Inadvertently one finds the real reflection, even if it takes a little struggle.
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Finding yourself can be a tiresome and a tough task amongst the crowd which thinks they know you and know what’s best for you.
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Very true, NJ. It is more about staying away from the lure of everyone’s perceptions of you, and trying to be just you. Although, it is a triumph of will to find the real me amidst muddled thoughts of the world.
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Totally agree with your thoughts 👍
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