I and Me
Seeing, what others want us to see,
Invigorate ‘them’, by subduing our plea.
Tears inside, still continuing with a glee,
Temporal affiance, desisting us to be free.
If this is life then what are we?
Condign figurine, maneuver by thee.
Even if we wish to, cannot flee,
Hypocrisy insinuates a denouement spree.
This world! A forlorn tree,
Subtle roots, nix flowers to be.
Living in the jungle of heartless “HE”
Don’t snatch my heart, I prithee,
In the name of God, let me---------- be ME.
Copyright © Amit Joshi | Year Posted 2015
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