My Space Poem by swetha vankayalapati
My Space
Ego inside of me
alerts vanishing things
while outside of me nets up
to nourish for vanishing things! !
Is there time for all this?
Space for me
in me and around:
Ego is the problem
to all the problems;
Helps you sometimes,
closes your colourful
petals in soils of
frustration which hides
behind like a hither
and thither helping job? !
To be a moonbeam all time,
laugh at your foolishness,
accept yourself, forgive yourself,
which is a helping job you're
not installed so far;
'While sleeping with dreams
life seems to have contentful sleep
you get what you want!
But I grabbed the hands
of dreams with muffled shadows
which I believe are mine;
This time I'll show the world
what I am, give it what I wanna give,
take what I wanna take;
Decisive to tease this world
where my forefathers have done
the same! Now, single endeavour
of them taught no avail till;
I dream to fly somewhere...
no clarity...trying to compromise...
unwilling to compromise further...
what to do? ...I am happy...
while unhappy...feeling great...
greatly feeling ridiculous...
I'm concentrating...
l'ld concentrate from my petal gowns;
....briefly.....I'm a stupid....
....reasonably.....I'm stubborn.....
....with fantasy.....I'm ignorant.....
....in global world.....I'm a human being....
....in my world.....I'm the spiritual being.....'
Changeable things, change!
unchangeable things exists too! !
Put out your drastic ego, expose it! ! !
A soul-nourishing piece. It's breath-taking to see you write this way. Kudos!
.in global world.....I'm a human being.... ....in my world.....I'm the spiritual being.....' I agree with you
the take off is wonderful... try to attempt smaller poems. they train u on how to be crisp in ur expression...
I'll be honest to you, I read the poem twice to actual relate and find the wonderful and quite interesting content behind these words, and here am I for the joy of pleasure I went on to read it agÀin, I was so amazed, its a very sweet write, your a good write, what can I say, The_African_Son
good to soul mind To be a moonbeam all time, laugh at your foolishness, accept yourself, forgive yourself, which is a helping job you're not installed so far;
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Swetha, it very encouraging poem, you know when you wrote a poem like this it actually remind yourself too and much on others, i like this poem...Ego is a poison to blackening the purity of our soul...but we are human that we still have it carries on our heart, but protect your soul with true understanding and feeling, may it will give you a nice order to follow in white and pure humanity...keep writing poem, it has good value to read this :) _Unwritten Soul