Searching…

Searching... short poem

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I bend
To pick up the pieces
Pieces of me lying on the ground
But when I bend
I don’t know me
Just frivolous petals scattered around

I reach
To gather up the bits
Bits of me that have flown
But when I reach
I don’t find me
Just flippant leaves the wind has blown

I look
To fit in the fragments
Fragments of me that have gone
But when I look
I don’t see me
Just a fanciful bird without a song

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A little about me needs some thinking am I a writer? an artist? I'm also good at singing I love the stage Don't think I look my age maybe I'm a trainer or a poet? but don't worry I am on it. :-).
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Preeti
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Searching for your lost real self in the fragments of life…beautiful read!

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