Zainab Lone


When I Discovered Myself. - Poem by Zainab Lone

When I discovered myself.
Away from the city lights,
Away from the noise,
I came and sat,
In front of the dusty mirror,  
Where I saw a stranger,
Staring at me,
With her painful eyes,
I wanted to go deep,
And deep inside her,
To dig out the secrets,
That lie in her core,
I felt that she,
Was a new face to me,
She stored in herself,
A world of her own,
The waves of her sea,
Ruined my peace,
And took me to the world,
That lies beyond this world,
The winds of her core,
Trembled my soul,
And called for help,
Again and again,
The darkness of her moon,
Made everything invisible,
And no one could see,  
The light under the black,
The coldness of her sun,
Had frozen her from inside,
yet she stood smiling,
Like a rose in the mud,
The cries of her silence,  
Echoed in my ears,  
And made me deaf,
To the sounds of the world,
She had raised,  
The banks of her river,  
To show the world,  
That she was a mountain,
She stood alone,
In the crowd of her mind,
Yet deceived herself,  
By believing,
That she had lots who cared,
I kept watching,  
The stranger in my mirror,
Until I landed,
In the dreams of my own,
                                                        - Zainab lone

Topic(s) of this poem: discovery, myself, thoughts


Comments about When I Discovered Myself. by Zainab Lone

  • Drtony Brahmin (8/13/2018 3:15:00 AM)

    Trembled my soul,
    And called for help,
    Again and again,
    The darkness of her moon,
    Made everything invisible,
    And no one could see, .until i landed in my own world....... a wonderful dream revealing so much about you.
    do u really want to grow like a mountain and become great. your desires and aspirations and all that may come between was in the poem i think, if my dream analysis is correct. wonderful poem. great imagination.. tony
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  • Jazib Kamalvi (6/13/2018 2:03:00 PM)

    Write comment. A great start, Zainab. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks (Report)Reply

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  • Mamutty Chola (4/26/2018 5:02:00 AM)

    HI, YOUR FLIGHT OF IMAGINATION IS LIKE FALCON HIGH ABOVE THE SKY. COUPLED YOUR EMPATHY FOR THE LESS PRIVILED AROUND DID IMPRESS ME.. YOU HAVE THE SPARKS WITHIN YOU TO SPREAD MESSAGE OF COMPASSION
    will go through your other poems as well and let you know of my impressions.

    God bless you,
    Take care.
    Allahafiz
    M chola
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  • Naila Rais (4/26/2018 4:54:00 AM)

    I love it.... Great start.... Keep courage.... Keep the pen in work..10... I would like you read my poem In the mid of the night, depression you are killing me too..
    Naila
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  • Mamutty Chola (4/25/2018 9:05:00 PM)

    Hi Zaina, Aadab

    YOUR FLIGHT OF IMAGINATION IS SEAMLESS LIKE FLOATING CLOUDS, MORNING BREEZE, FLOW OF CRYSTAL STREAM YET A CALM SEA CARRYING STOMRs WITHIN.
    DO VISIT MY PAGE
    and https: //www.poemhunter.com/mamutty-chola/biography/
    REMAIN BLESSED.Allah hafiz
    mamutty chola
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  • Chinedu Dike (4/25/2018 10:34:00 AM)

    A witty introspection elegantly brought forth with clarity of thought and mind. Beautiful motivational piece of poetry penned with insight. Thanks for sharing Zainab and do remain enriched. (Report)Reply

    Zainab Lone(4/25/2018 8:37:00 PM)

    Thank you so much. I am great full that you liked it.

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  • Drtony Brahmin (4/25/2018 7:41:00 AM)

    I came and sat,
    In front of the dusty mirror,
    Where I saw a stranger,
    Staring at me, .she has a world of her own, she stored evrything inside........ thank u dear poetess. tony
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  • Robert Murray Smith (4/25/2018 7:04:00 AM)

    Welcome. An excellent insightful write. Well executed and expressed.+++10

    If only we could discover ourselves. Our minds are electric-chemical neuronic synapsed factories that will not let us in. We may think we know who we are but do we? Who is in control? Is it you? The You of mind is the mind itself together with the physical brain controls us twenty-four-seven, all of life. Ask yourself do you walk or does your mind walk you?
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    Zainab Lone(4/25/2018 8:39:00 PM)

    Thank you. I am great full that you liked it.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 25, 2018



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