Shooting Star.

I know,

I lost my will to dream,

for the nightmares kept pushing me down

into the deep dark hole of survival

where I kept questioning

my worth, my existence,

the reasons to trade my life.

But I shine,

not with my eyes but words

that I kept hidden inside,

afraid of letting them out

for they might realize

my insecurities

once again,

letting me fall apart

in the overcast sky.

68 thoughts on “Shooting Star.

  1. aruna3

    Oh my God!!where are you hidden ?my dear!! “……..not my eyes but words i kept hidden inside……”all lines are amazing.are you next Amrita Pritam?so much lovely fragrances of many flowers in your poem .most beautifully written,my dear!!πŸŒ·πŸŒ»πŸŒΊπŸŒΉπŸ’

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