I grew up knowing i am different and i am special,
i grew up paying rent and to strive is my battle.
I was the best after a long time,
talk of the world by the age i was nine,
talent, fame, glory were all mine,
my only control was my food when i would dine.
I knew no friends, a child was denied,
before i knew my soul had died,
a man barred me from calling him dad,
which hurt me real bad,
if only he knew what i never had.
Life of a star was what i led,
the tabloids factory was what i fed,
found out from what i read,
some said i should be dead.
They call them devoted fans, say i drive them crazy,
said a hateful bone was what i was sans, found them accusations very sleazy.
I pulled myself up from the mess,
hoped to live a life my haters could never guess.
I married twice for love and children,
as to me God existed in only children,
they refused..failed to comprehend my love for them,
as to them i could love only my children.
I was recognized world over,
i broke all the records over and over,
feared the day my youth will be over.
I loved art and always will, it attracted me with a huge force,
gave me peace.....which they never will, where i found solace.
No matter how hard i tried to clarify all the doubts,
they never got around or tried to simplify their routes.
Was lost and abandoned in my fame,
the person i am and was shy, they only knew my name,
mercifully i looked up at the sky as they played their dirty game.
I was a huge star, music and art were never far,
wish i could get away from evil and remain the greatest star.
World waited as there was to be a comeback,
surprised them who thought i ain't ever getting back,
prepared myself to get it all back,
deserved this world no lack.
I was denied my last wish....if i lived few more days,
and showed the world what they wish.
My legacy can not die with me,
my talent can not lie with me.
I am close to God and happy today,
I've found so much peace in one day,
talking to God by the sun light's ray,
gone are the lonely and sad days,
i would like to live forever this way.
When i look back at my life,
find name, fame, talent, betrayal, loneliness and love were all so rife,
i can't help but ask God......“am i too big for a life? ”.
Note: the subject “I” is Michael Jackson, i have tried to imagine how he felt during those days and how he feels now being far away.
WOW I think this was a excellent poem about Micheal Jackson I think he may have felt very alone because his family really never wanted to be near him He lived a lonely life of pains and being misunderstood he did alot with his music and for the children I for one Loved him as a singer and a person he was a wonderful person who lived a very tragic and lonelt life at times this was just simply excellent my friend thanks for sharing it with me Melissia Ann
MORE THAN SPECIAL FOR THE SPECIFIC M JACKSON YOU HAVE BLOOMED ALL VERSES WITH SPRING BLOSSOM
He was too big. He was too good for this world. Fine talent, and a well captivated poetic biography, you have written here Rinki! He is certainly amongst the great and the big now, and there's plenty of room for him to spread his wings. Smiling at you A fan Tai See?
Very very personal. Extremely poignant and spontaneous. You are very innovative in your expression. Well penned.
Exceptional write-up…here MJ is making a ‘biblio concert’ … wrung from heart all words are… live…soliloquizing here like ‘vivid visual’… hats off Ma’am to your conceptual and recipe wizardry…thanks sharing Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10
a nice tribute to a once in a century phenomeneon... a bit long but maybe reflects the life of the king.... the performer singer and throb of millions cheers
WHILE WE LIVE LET US LIVE LIFE KING-SIZE, WITH THOUGHTS NOT MERELY EMBRACING, BUT BIGGER THAN LIFE!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Absorbing and interesting. Neatly expressed and with good rhyme.