May I Know Me!


I have faith in GOD,
Though, I ask often “why and what:

I cry on errors if I make,
Though, I admit it only for sake:

I have thoughts for world to change,
Though, I’m limited with a range:

I know, truth and love should roar,
Though, I am not for fight any more:

I am sure on what I believe,
Though, I doubt me at every eve:

I know, a day to die,
Though, I spend my life most by being shy:

I know, “Will” find ways,
Though, I not act but wishes and prays:

I know, Emotions grow, fade and dry,
Though, I lose much on responding them high.

I know, I am the one to claim,
Though, I follow not me, others to blame:

May I know me better and deep,
Vices to thrown off, virtues to keep!

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I am management professional working for IT company. I love writing my emotions with beautiful words when they overflow. I love poetry due to simple fact of being purest form of sharing emotions.
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