The Real You Poem by Mantrana Mahi Agarwal
The Real You
Imagine yourself as a seed
waiting to germinate
day by day you grow
But can you make it?
Yes you did, and guess what
your shoots are out and
your budding buds are
waiting to bloom
Your flowers have bloomed
your fruits have grown
Yours seeds are dispersed
Then why are you the old you?
Is it because you feel
dull, alone, sad and like a loser
But no that is not you
Inside you are the best
Your a very very unique person
and can always shine
So always remember a thing to do
Do your thing and be the real you
Your a very very unique person and can always shine So always remember a thing to do Do your thing and be the real you. 'Very great advice at the end of the poem.... comparing life with a bud and a bloom.. thank u dear poetess. tony
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4/24/2024 7:07:29 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice thought.. what ever be your age you can always imagine yourself as a seed and rejuvenate yourself. How about imagining yourself as flower which blossoms everyday in the morning and sleeps back in the night, smiles and inspires everyday and never get old...