My mind is home to many people, they think differently,
They love with all my heart and exquisite thoughts they dart,
They will make you mad, not with love but with annoyance,
They will surprise you, not with humor but with terror.
They live within me and think differently,
They do things that surprise me.
One says “Don’t give up.” and the other “This much practice is enough.”
They say “God has a plan.” but at times of trouble, leave me all alone to face the challenge.
They tell me I have innumerable friends but not one with whom I can share my feelings as well,
They whisper, “Keep calm, everything falls into place.” but when tragedy strikes, they are the first ones to break.
One is as fragile as a flower, touch it and it’ll break.
One is as dangerous as a time bomb, fidget with it and it’ll burst with anger. Your actions you will regret.
One is as diaphanous as a flimsy fabric, touch it once and it’ll make you turn back time.
The other, too demure, loves to think till my head explodes. I deplore the voice that broods.
Oh and sometimes, the confident voice becomes a bit too high held, it’s the cause of all my behavior so supercilious,
There also lives a voice too cranky. It’s the cause of my behavior too peevish.
There is a voice that says “You can do it.” It is making me proactive.
One makes me sweet but what happens when anger reaps? It forms a shell to defend any other lapping that protects my delicate heart.
I hear and rejoice in the dulcet noise. But how am I supposed to figure out which is the best advice?
Okay. We all have different thoughts and different people exist in us. I would absolutely love to hear your feedback or any constructive criticism. This is just the 1st draft of the poem so I dunno if it’s good but then again any feedback would be more than welcome.
So I am working on a novel and this is basically the message I am trying to convey. I will share the first part as soon as I am done with it!
P.S. A huge thank-you to Phoenix. I wasn’t too sure of publishing this but she encouraged me and I love her for that! Thanks a lot, Phoenix!
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