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#WritcoPoemPrompt16
The pages of my old book,
Hold my memories of yesterday,
Every smile, every tear,
Every person who came my way...
But not everyone was here to stay.
Craving my path along stonechips laden ground
There are obstacles in this realm and my mental realm abound.
Got myself a pseudonym to get started
Some things that I have done are so idiotic people will call me retarded.
Obsession kills many a soul, has pushed them to the brink of self annihilation
What they fail to see that even in this sad state there can be a lot of creation.
Tying myself to overthinking is what I've done
But every night before I sleep, I chant We Shall Overcome
But the love of family and friends act like a balm
It is an adhesive like dendrite, love attached with the feeling of becoming calm.
But now I have realised this is it, this is what I wanna do
I want to be engulfed inside my soul, I wanna stay true
© Dhritiman
The pages of my old book,
Hold my memories of yesterday,
Every smile, every tear,
Every person who came my way...
But not everyone was here to stay.
Craving my path along stonechips laden ground
There are obstacles in this realm and my mental realm abound.
Got myself a pseudonym to get started
Some things that I have done are so idiotic people will call me retarded.
Obsession kills many a soul, has pushed them to the brink of self annihilation
What they fail to see that even in this sad state there can be a lot of creation.
Tying myself to overthinking is what I've done
But every night before I sleep, I chant We Shall Overcome
But the love of family and friends act like a balm
It is an adhesive like dendrite, love attached with the feeling of becoming calm.
But now I have realised this is it, this is what I wanna do
I want to be engulfed inside my soul, I wanna stay true
© Dhritiman
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