Rahimin Misnam


Broken Wings


It is amidst pretense we live in;
with a mask of words.

A danger within,
we try to conserve.

A place in the society we try to fit in,
but alas we fell to the words of a prejudice.

Though we try to put on a fake smile,
only grief and sorrow lies behind.

We try our best to break free from this,
but the chains of prejudice holding us beneath.

Submitted: Monday, October 28, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 29, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem derived from my English lesson. For our practice of the English language, we were supposed to write a poem on anything we feel like writing about and hence, I came up with this.

Since at the same time I do have a project going on with a topic based on how today's society brand us based on how we look, I was like, 'Hey! Why not write a poem based on that! '

So there you have it! This is the first ever poem to be written by me and I was interested on learning more about poems. I love how the words don't tell but show, how they rhyme, how it delivers a message to the reader. I hope to write more poems in the future despite this mediocre range of vocabulary I have.

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{October 28, Four Walls}

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