A Selfie Of My Self - 3 Poem by Seema Devi Sharma

A Selfie Of My Self - 3

Rating: 4.8


The cloud of hatred
Grabs my soul,
The paths are blocked,
Vision is blurred.

Someone within me
Asks me why
Why am I here and
What is it to say?

When I ask who I am
Am I a social cultural being?
I have refused them
And they have refused me.

Friday, September 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: friends,friendship,image,self discovery,selfie
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sanghamitra Nayak 25 September 2017

Someone within me Asks me why Why am I here and What is it to say? Nice poem.10+++

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Seema Sharma Rimi 02 December 2017

Thank you Mitra dear for these kind words.

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Sabita Sahoo 05 September 2017

The cloud of hatred Grabs my soul, The paths are blocked, Vision is blurred. Nice poem. Enjoyed it. 10+

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Seema Sharma Rimi 02 December 2017

Thank you Sabita mam for these kind words.

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Anita Aparajita Das 17 August 2017

When I ask who I am Am I a social cultural being? I have refused them And they have refused me. Getiing philosophical Rimi? However 10 for this nice try.

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Seema Sharma Rimi 02 December 2017

Thank you dear Didi for these kind words.

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 09 September 2016

The cloud of hatred Grabs my soul, The paths are blocked, Vision is blurred. Beautiful stanza of the poem. Loved it. Thanks for the sharing. 10 for it.

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Seema Sharma Rimi 02 December 2017

Thank you dear Sir for these kind words.

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Preston Mwiinga 09 September 2016

nice one good piece brief but nice

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Seema Sharma Rimi 02 December 2017

Thank you Preston Sir for these kind words.

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