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Lost Realm

Here’s a poem by Aishwarya that depicts the trial and tribulations of life’s journey and the final destination, for Different Truths.

I feel at times
I am not me
Who can it be,
If I am not me?
  
I feel at times
my realm, I seek
If it isn't with me;
Where else can it be?
 
I feel at times
I want to break free
Am I so bound
that I cannot break free?
 
As I seek to find
What’s my true
I walk under skies
gray n’ blue
 
I see I hear,
I touch, I feel
I sift the unreal
from the real
 
Boundless and bare
lies my realm there
Where fear is a myth
and hatred a rare
 
The day I leave
all my pains behind
my true purpose in life
I will surely find.

Picture design Anumita Roy

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Aishwarya Damodar
Aishwarya is a rebel, thinker, realistic, passionate, emotional soul!

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