The Metamorphosing You

Worthless it may seem, time tickled away
On this shelf so common, many hearts sway
Broken into pieces, suddenly this way
Yet searching for words, how to say

Not being yourself, doesn't serve the purpose
Staying with someone else, it's like a circus
Realizing your mistakes, never too late
Learn how to swim, don't sink away

Wishing to stay on the crowded street
Try mending the broken heart, its a treat
Take a chance, catch the glimpse
Love blooms sometimes, surely it will greet

Have the nerve to accept the fate
Been around this place, its time to create
Promise yourself, everything will change
The smoke has drifted, its not strange

The town is sleepy, don't be afraid
This is the first time, don't close the gate
Sun is rising, waiting on your doorstep
Knock! Come out and stand under the shade

Protecting, the rays will guide your way
Walk on until you know how to say
Visualizing, keep your heart on the bay
Letting this metamorphosed you forever stay!

Comments

Kaycee said…
An inspirational one! Beautifully wrapped in words, the poem is as simple as accepting things as they are, moving ahead, and changing oneself in life... but there lies so much depth in it! Most of us falter at this! But as you said- "Sun is rising, waiting at your doorstep" .... It makes one believe that never give up in life and there would surely be good things ahead, and it's upto us to embrace them as they come!

I can keep commenting on every line which you have written!

Keep bloggin!
Keep Rockin' ..!

Cheers,
KC
Friday, January 23, 2009 1:09:00 AM
Unknown said…
the poet is depressed about one thing but she is not a pessimist, she takes a life as a challenge, and positive vibes are imbibed in readers and the poet herself to achieve something-----she puts a challenge to readers to accept the challenges in life----and never to stop in between and move on
that's cool thought man
Friday, January 23, 2009 1:20:00 AM
U can call me your attorney said…
such a beautful composition of the ideas...well woven in the magic of the words
loved it :)
Friday, January 23, 2009 1:30:00 AM
Shaveta said…
shukriya ji.. aap logon ki duaein hai :)
Friday, January 23, 2009 1:31:00 AM
Preeth said…
"Not being yourself, doesn't serve the purpose
Staying with someone else, it's like a circus
Realizing your mistakes, never too late
Learn how to swim, don't sink away"

This was really really really inspiring !!! I am a fan of your poetry ...
Sunday, March 01, 2009 9:01:00 AM
Preeth said…
"Not being yourself, doesn't serve the purpose
Staying with someone else, it's like a circus
Realizing your mistakes, never too late
Learn how to swim, don't sink away"


This for me was really really really inspiring .... I am now a fan of your poetry !!!
Sunday, March 01, 2009 9:03:00 AM
Shaveta said…
hey Preeth, thanks for the appreciation! m glad my works made u feel nice !!!
Sunday, March 01, 2009 1:46:00 PM
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