deepundergroundpoetry.com
Identity
Nameless, faceless
In search of a new identity.
Wandering here and there,
Fixed roles, fixed jobs.
Boundaries, confinements
I wish to cross this very moment.
Wind cannot sway me from my path,
Fire cannot burn my desires.
Strong as wind, I can create storms
When you feel, I am just a child.
Hot as fire, I can burn you to torture
When you feel, I am a nobody.
The name I would create for myself
Rather than accepting your labels.
The face I will recreate myself
Then you would see what you never saw.
In search of a new identity.
Wandering here and there,
Fixed roles, fixed jobs.
Boundaries, confinements
I wish to cross this very moment.
Wind cannot sway me from my path,
Fire cannot burn my desires.
Strong as wind, I can create storms
When you feel, I am just a child.
Hot as fire, I can burn you to torture
When you feel, I am a nobody.
The name I would create for myself
Rather than accepting your labels.
The face I will recreate myself
Then you would see what you never saw.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 4
reading list entries 1
comments 7
reads 865
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.