Poem -

"I'Am"

An awakens soul just moment of away from living..

"I'Am"

An Awakened Soul just Moment of Away from living.
My night's are sleepless,
In the morning I can't wake up.
I am the sun waiting to rise..
Hoping to dim a little more unapologetically..
I'm always in love with a soul,
Not a face…
I wonder to see the proof,
Silent trust,
Just take a look at nature..
I try for what I want!
And never settled for less…
I am hopeless Romantic ….
It's love that keep me alive
They are curious to know me
Hahahaha…
They want to know my password…
ā€œI ā€˜amā€ who I am
Not what you think..
I am…. not who you want me to be I'am the…
Black is my happy colour…
Don't study me you want' graduate…
They call me crazy,..
Bcoz….. of my silence…
My silence,
Means, I am tried for of explaining my feeling to you…
I’am not perfect….
I’am original.
I’am not perfect ….
But atleast I’am not fake.
I’am away from….
Illusion of mask,
World is constant,
I also change,
Either for better or Worst…
I wake up to live…
Sleep with the dream,
Never existed me…
A story waiting to be discovered….
ā€œI will fly across the cloudsā€
"And will sing to my own tuneā€
ā€œAll my crazy,crazy dreamsā€
ā€œI make my one desireā€

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