My Untold Story Poem by Sweta Leena Panda

My Untold Story



Oh ho ho, yay yay yay
Hmmmmm
Oh my beloved oh my god
I don't know whether you are listening or not
however I came here to deliver my hope
I came here with empthy hand
Like a tree in autum season
I wish to return like a full cover trees in rainy day
Oh, god
Are you listening to me
I have a doubt
is it was okay to be melodramatic

is it was okay to be short temper
I am just asking
I don't come here to change my nature
Ha, I know you might be thinking
I am an exceptional product in your human factory
Sorry to say
Hell, yes
I love the way you make me
I don't want any modification still I believe in upgradation
I love myself the more you think
Oh ho ho, yay yay yay
Hmmmmm
Oh my beloved oh my god
I gonna tell you my story
I know you know all
still I gonna share my heartfelt words from the beginning
You have given me wounderful life
I bow my head with gratitude to have it
I've lived with my family friends
And I've shared in their joys,
I known sorrow with all of its tears;
I have harvested much from my acres of life,
though some say I've squandered my years
I am enjoying my life within
and I think I have lived to my best
And I have no regret for anything I made
Still I find deep a deep snowy winter within myself
Like a dark lonely night
Which covers with many layers of shows
Melts easily as soon as sun kiss it's body
Some questions make me worry
Why this is happening with me
Why I am scared and lonely inside
Is it someone who is missing
Or is it my life purpose which I am missing now
I learnt one lesson
You do not have to be good. 

You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting
You don't have to talk with every human being
To know the real you
And your life purpose
You can find it within yourself
The place you belongs to now
You only have to let go those thing which you can't ever
Still believe miracle can happens also
The sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes
The wild geese, high in the clean blue air, 
are heading home again.
They don't have lives still they are mobilizing and living a proper life
over the prairies and the deep trees, 
the mountains and the rivers.
I learnt one lesson
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, 

the world offers itself to your imagination,
gives you all the thing you need in your life
I learnt one biggest lesson
I am the master of my fate
I am the captain of my soul.
Oh ho ho, yay yay yay
Hmmmmm
Oh my beloved oh my god
This is all about me
I hope you hear me and listen me properly
Oh ho ho, yay yay yay
Hmmmmm
Oh my beloved oh my god

My Untold Story
Sunday, October 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: lifestyle,story
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 16 October 2016

Coming into the world with empty hands. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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