True Poem by Isha Trivedi

True



Tonight, my true self will emerge,
Innocent, pure, a simply authentic me,
Genuine, unseen, shy and free.
I will hear the snowflakes' song,
Feel the icicles' crystaline perspective,
See a lake's surface, frozen and reflective.

Monday, December 10, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: song
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