My Own I Loved To Be

When I came to this world
Crying out
Not named
Blind
And hearing random voices
Not recognized
It was not my choice
To be a part of your world
Nor was it my mistake
To hold this name
You picked up this for me
Be called by it
And became my inner echo
Of course
I was your puppet
All directions you made me have
Only
To satisfy you
Never had you asked
What I wished to be
This is the moment of truth
I am not yours
But my own I loved to be
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Kamoonpuri Avatar
January 13, 2014 at 1:09 PM
A poem asserting for independance. U wrote it in a super cool style. Wel done poet! Pls read and coment my latest poem.
Alabdali Avatar
January 13, 2014 at 10:36 PM
Thanks for passing by and for your comment, Zaynub. For sure, I will always drop by your latest poems and put my comments. It's my pleasure to be "FRIENDs" in this one big family (Poetrysoup). Keep in touch. Nasser.
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