The Mark of Your Touch still Burns

Idol.........

The Mark of Your Touch still Burns

Here I am surrounded

by millions.

Wanting to have a glimpse 

of me.

Starving to meet me.

I see pride in my eyes.

But in my heart

I still feel like 

the child who

ages ago got scolded

by his master.

Whose master was wide-known

living life the fullest.

Wanting his pupils to achieve the same.

The pride he had

the walk he walked.

i walked the same street 

emerged from the same shadows

and dispersed into the same world.

And now here I am

being just the wax

of my master

the soul

whose touch gave me this mark 

in my heart 

filled with pride.

I want to say just one thing.

(And I know you are looking at me

wiping your sweat 

and jaw dropping on your student)

THE MARK OF YOUR TOUCH STILL BURNS

 

Author's Note

The protagonist has overcome his idol...defeated him...but still sense's a bit of pupil inside him........

Reviews

[InsanityWriter]

Very interesting. :) Nicely penned. ^_^

[Anonymous/Anjaan ( Yash V.)]

thnq.. ;)

[2BIGPAC]

I was just reading random and I touched upon this....This is RAW EMotion...somewhat of.....u r really goin high..bbe....

[MENEMJZ]

Man...u have grown up or something......UR A PRODIGY...as u once told me ur 14..........MAN....UR A CHILD PRODIGY...!!!! GREAT..!
Rememba my master...........