Unwrapping Me

Like a Phoenix ; I pirouette through my ashes ,to witness the new strokes of destiny on me.

Like the silent river I pass unnoticed within the bare reach of the trees.

Like the twilight I shine in the distant crease.

Like a thought I fill colors in your world of miseries.

Like dew I melt in sunlight’s seize.

 I yearn for silence to configure the real me.

Coz I am as ill tempered as the German bee.

I am not your lies’ vendee.

And I need noise to sublime the anguished freeze

I am vast as the seven seas.

Atypical as the ‘no name keys’.

I am the fresh breeze,

I am the reprise.

I am the mountain wheeze,

As fickle as the cloud’s sneeze.

Call me what you like …

I don’t exist just to your appease

Call me what you feel

I shall always conceal

And be genteel.

My manners being puerile

I act on my ego ideal!

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