How I Get With The Magic.A Poem by Prabha SalimathLife sometimes knocks you down, so it's let to you whether to get back or to stick up there.
I've been playing
with thoughts and words. This is obscure. The magic is the result of an unforgettable disaster. Yeah, a great failure. I never be this creative, if fate played fair. This is my life's Truth. I was broken as did my dream. I wanna do something with this life. It leaves me no choice. A contained situation. I should let my dream go. I can't get hurt. Should I stop dreaming.? I'm deprived but anger. The only thing left in me. It's immense and powerful. It had to be used. I've soothed myself, sacrificed anger to thoughts. Now I got the magic. The magic is my recognition now. So I start dreaming again. © 2014 Prabha SalimathAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on July 21, 2014 Last Updated on October 24, 2014 AuthorPrabha SalimathIndiaAboutEveryone is unique piece of God, a very intelligent artist of this universe. I know it sounds crazy, what I have to do? I believe this. I do started to write since I'm 11yr old but scared to exhibit i.. more..Writing
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