Encroached in my metamorphosis
Delving deep into the unknowns of my soul
What i remember…
As a woman child, is your sheltering love
In the decadence of my earthly learnings
The myopic inclination to stick to the past and present
What i remember…
Teachings of the wordly ways, the truth
Yet through your eyes
The fire to grow kept burning
The reality of the future kept knocking
What i remember…
The rattling essence of my moulding into what I am today,
Me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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