No One Lives His Life
Born with a silver spoon in mouth,
Brought up royal, tamed in discipline,
Childhood joys were living in a dream,
Every stage of my grappling life,
Was a huge blow to my very being.
An always ought to prove myself situation,
Books and hard work made me scream,
Sublime artist inside me died and cried,
Smile of success masked my inside fight,
Dancing to the tunes of the master planner,
He thwarted even the best of my rhymes,
To live and live and feign content,
Have beauty on face, weep may inside,
Await the moment I finally make peace,
Will begin my struggle free immortal life,
In life, no one ever lives his own life !!
Written on 24/4/14
Sponsor- Mystic rose
Copyright © Dr. Upma A. Sharma | Year Posted 2014
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