And When Finger Raised On My Existence Poem by Swarna Thamada

Like I don't belong to this world,

All my thoughts and views are meaningless,

If you don't know that you're right or wrong,

Life has raised finger on your existence,

And then your world starts to shatter,

You start to move into a world of isolation,

where you love your own company,

where your thoughts take a new turn,

And your imaginations take a brand new view,

where you will be happy,

And you don't need anyone's approval for being you,

A beautiful world, which is mesmerized by your own creation

Away from all the sorrows and all the pain,

It's like heaven,

Being on this so called planet, EARTH…! ! ! !