Out of Tune- It's Better To Be Different
The world seems to be discordant lately
The dawn carries with it something to be cherished ,
The mind buoyant with thoughts decorated ornately
Hidden somewhere in the terrains of my heart, already perished .
My mind's inarticulate cry to be heard
As neglected choices were left unmade,
Delaying them seemed to be a better option, I preferred
As my opinions were left unsaid.
The hesitation in lifting the veil of my creativity
Arousing a storm that might offend Others' belief
In my mind, held all day and night in captivity
I follow my ambitions to replace the grief.
For long my voice was hushed and could not find a way
But pulling me down will only make me become my better self They say .
Copyright © Krittika Choudhury | Year Posted 2023
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