POETIC PLAY STUDIO

Priyanshi shah

Who are you?

Who are you?
It is the most intriguing concern for me,
I quizzed other people,
While they laugh at it protecting the true self,
In the umbrella of norms,
But I often suspend a minute,
Thinking in my thoughts,
Inquiring who am I, before society molded me?
My train of thoughts interprets,
A stream of playfulness,
A mountain of innocence,
A colorful flower of tenderness,
A rainbow of love,
And the shining stars of understanding,
All sacrificed in this formulated machine world,
Of Anger, disgust, stress, and opinions,
Forging chaos for our self,
Where we are the ghosts and we are haunted,
In the society of hate,
But I breathe the art, the culture, the morality,
The thinker, the utopian, the reader,
The miserable, the wealthy,
The anecdote, the photographs,
The emotions, the psyche,
The kind, the compassionate,
The helper, the seeker,
I ask to believe in the community of compassion,
To indicate the reality,
An attempt to understand.

Who are you?

Open the Pandora box…..
To reveal the true flame, sometimes one needs to burn a little.

23 responses to “Who are you?”

  2. What a joy it was to read this piece and feel the shivers run down my back. You have done a wonderful job of capturing a certain internal quest which we all have experienced at times yet have not always been able to capture so eloquently. I am glad to have found your blog, and look forward to reading more of your work.

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