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I grew up old and lost my sight, I wish to see things more clear.  But I guess there is loads of dirt on my eyes. I grew up old to a new world , A world they warned me about in story they read me at night.  I grew up and things teared apart, And one day I woke up to the sunlight that showed me the darkness in the world of plight. I wish to stand on my feet, But I guess learning to walk wasn't just enough, They taught me all, But I grew up to someone I wished to be, Rather than the girl of their dream. I know I'm strong enough to fight, But I'm weak on my knees, you see! Cause I grew up with love, And dream of the ones who took great care of me. I question everynight to myself 'is this me?' Or what they wish to see, Confused just like you , And once more I cry myself to sleep. -priyanka sethi

a poem from heart to soul

~priyanka sethi No matter how many times, We understood that something was wrong, No matter what people think, We still choose to do wrong. In this not so quiet world , We choose to live life,  Not the one we decided for ourselves, But the life, world thought was right. Stop a little,  Think a little more, Deep inside yourself you will find a dead personality, People dressed in black here, They stood near a stone there, Each one's hiding a piece of confidentiality. Gone are the days when people protected you, Because all they want now is to decieve you, But be an optimist in this pessimist world. Be a example of refulegence. World aint a lie, people aint the world. There is more to this plight, So dont let the deception stop the fight. 

me in my society

oohh you so beautiful, you look pretty, you look hot, you are amazing, Hello my readers i hope, you know that you are all of the above things, but i hope you don't need anybody's approval to believe that. But even if you feel  from time to time you need someone to tell you these words, i think i can totally feel you, i go through this too. Its a feeling of being accepted, its feeling of being able to prove your presence. i totally feel it. This society is totally hypocrite, it tells you to be real, but they believe the reel life. It tells you to be who you are, but they fancy the fake reality, don't we? yes we do, or at least i can confirm for myself. But do you know, Sometimes its not about people its about us, sometimes we need to make time for ourselves, you don't loose time when you introspect, when you question yourself, you question your own reality, you question, are you being fare to your yourself, is it worth any satisfaction? LET me tell you a s...