I Am Kept Hidden

Fight me,here I stand,
In your costly possessed land,
Which you incurred by fate,
But I incurred by hard faith.

You were gifted the golden throne,
But I was gifted your half eaten bone,
Still I stand in your possessed land,
Overpowering you with the sinking sand.

Come what may I do not fear,
It’s my hard work that I bear,
Deafened all and crossed all,
But you never answered my wistful call.

I smiled when you hurt me,
I cried when you falsely loved me,
I laughed when you kicked me,
I turned when you falsely cared for me.

I am me now a man with individuality,
You are still a girl now with false identity,
Open your eyes lady till it’s too late,
Soon will be betrayed by your own fate.

I still bear love that reminds you,
Good people are very few,
Recognize the fake and choose the true,
I am hidden among your false loving crew.

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I am a college student with enormous energy to talk and act. I was in class three when I first wrote a story although it lacked traces of reality. It consisted of my imagination and rhymes. My parents were oblivious to the fact that I can write poems and stories, as I am a very secretive person. It was during my 12th standard examination when one of the invigilators found me of my scribbling on my question paper, a piece pertaining to the incidents of the Examination Hall. Since it consisted of blatant, ugly truths of the prevailing scenario of the Hall, I was reported to the Principal and my parents were summoned. That was how for the first time my parents came to know that I have a knack towards writing. I was censured, but simultaneously the externals did pat my back. And that's where I was propagated to take my writing seriously. It was my seat of Inception to Revelation of my Being through poems. It was an inexpressible feeling where I was chided as well as praised by my Principal Sir. This is why I kept on writing what ever popped up in my mind and penned down my thoughts about my family, nature, parents, feelings and even animals. I am not a poet by birth but I am a poet by situation. I love to write poems as they are my best means of expression and my pen is my best comrade.
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Dr. K.S. Bhardwaj
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Dear PRASENJIT CHOWDHURY,
Vivid description of how your talent was identified is interesting. My best wishes are with you.
Poem too is impressive. Congrats.

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