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Poem By Anjali Mandokhot

I put on such a tough stand-
But that is all shattered inside.
Like that ragged livery
Patched up with embroidery
World only sees my sequins and beads,
None knows each of my thread beneath bleeds.

I bring out such a composed-self-
But that is all broken inside.
Like that secretly fissured vase
Holding flowers by some God's grace
World only sees my face and flowers
Touch me once I'll come down to shards

I look so hopeful, full of dreams-
But that is all scattered inside.
Like that termite eaten wood
Still wearing the strong and brown look.
World only sees my twigs and leaves
No one hears that my heart heaves.


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Comments (4)

you are a very talented writer. You keep your reader focus from start to finish. Great emotions shown in this write.You made this reader feel what you are saying in this piece.
' inside ' given to the ' outside' world by you.........is great; God Bless You;
your choice of words makes your poem stand out. each line expresses what you felt so clearly. i can feel each word as if it where written on me.
Anjali, I can hear your sensitive heart heave! Well written! Through our poems we can give vent to our thoughts and feelings, and also express the different facets of our personality! Keep writing. - RAJ