Room Poem by Rachel Bari

Room



I have a room of my own, in fact many rooms,
What i need to find is...myself.
I lost it long ago,
when i became happy.
I could not create...
in joy and happiness.
I needed to be alone, to be myself
Not the constant juggling between I and me,
the roles, the rules, the always “ÿou” before me.
I disappeared in many roles.
Not that it unmade me,
it made me... perhaps
in yet different roles and images.
It brought a quiet satisfaction...
in feeling complete.
Yet something remained...incomplete.
The rooms are lived in today
I need to build again.

Sunday, November 15, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: space
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 15 November 2015

Thought provoking poem so nicely and wisely depicted. Thanks for sharing....10

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Shakil Ahmed 15 November 2015

nice feeling, well written, thanks

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Seema Jayaraman 15 November 2015

The typical inner battle raging inside so many, I and me, who wins, whose voice is heard, not sure, the search to find myself.. well worded thanks for sharing.

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