When I Lost It - Myself

While sitting in twilight sunlight,
I was thinking where I am 
and what have I done...
I realised,
I left here with just no fun.

What should I do and who should I blame?
Where responsible is no one - I myself was so lame.

No courage to fight back and prove my stand.
No confidence to tell that I have strong land.
Weak emotions to face social norms.
Lack of sense to tell formers that you can be wrong.

While things I could turn I accepted the flow.
Thought how can I bring my legacy low.
They are happy and no one will question them..
But never thought will I be able to live the same.

While my heart beatin, I took a way to freeze them.
Forgot this sacrifice I am making for whom.
Thoes who are mine, they would initialy resisted ...
         but lately accepted 
For whom I am secretly paining, would have been mine...
         and society would have never bothered to reiterate what is crime.

Now, there is no way.
Its a vicious circle I am in...
No one to blame, as I am the one so lame.
Timid in front of society.
Clungged infront of emotional boundaries.

Lost and so far from all my dreams.
Still trying to stir and make some butter and creams.
For, how can I forget its my fault not the ones who accepted me..
and I have no right to neglect and made the plea.

So, here I am still sitting quitely,
    waiting for the Dawn to be warm again...
To find my own way, as I choose my life to go my way!!!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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October 1, 2010 at 11:04 AM
I enjoyed reading your amazing poetry this morning. I hope you have a wonderful weekend filled with good health, love, and lots of inspiration Abhiruchi. Love, Carol
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