Lost Identity

Lost Identity short poem

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she is a blossomed flower
she is the autumn leaves
she is the first ray of the sun
she is the mysteries of love
she might be this , she might be that
she is even a plucked flower
she is even broken leaves stepped on
she is even the melted ice
she is even the victim of love
she might be this , she might be that

she is powerful
she has perfections
she is dominating
she might be this , she might be that
she is even weak
she even has imperfections
she is even never listened to
she might be this , she might be that

she might be this
she might be that
she might
but who lets her be this or that ?

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Hello! I am a 12 year old girl and an aspiring poet ! I am a fangirl and in love with Harry Potter , Percy Jackson and Hunger Games !! I am young so my poems might not be well polished but i just write my feeling on a piece of paper because i love doing it ! Hope you like my thoughts written through my poems!!
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Yashvardhan Sharma
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Hello ! As u could have seen i am a gr8 admirer of ur poetry….I love all ur poems but this was ur first poem that i read and this is the best one of all !!! Keep up the good work

Nakshatra Verma
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well..that’s what I call dazzling …so damn proud of you…:)

Makaylah Downs
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This is wonderful on so many levels. I love it 🙂

ramakrishnan chatakondu
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Your poetries….God’s gift…enjoy it angel…..I do not know whether or not I am a qualified person even to appreciate you…..but still I dare to …….

Sukhman Singh
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Than god u applied ur brain !!
Nice poem poppat

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