Trash Me
Floods can’t drown me,
Famines can’t starve me,
Coz I am hungry for me,
That’s how I decide to carve me!!
Some call me arrogant, maybe I am;
People grade my ego, but in me I find no shame,
Your ‘Self’ should roar like a lion, why try to tame?
I live, I survive, I rejoice, only because I am!!
Throw me in the dumps, and deeper still,
I will still look up and higher I’ll stare,
Man I will worship, no one I fear,
In search of my own God, to whom I have been so near!!
Throw me out and push me aside,
But whose going to ‘think’ me, my rules, I abide;
I’ll do what I want; you ask “Who is gonna let me?”
But all me hears and asks is “Who is gonna stop me?? “
Dhimrock…….14th March….In the MDI auditorium….Seeing a hundred faces…..but still just a single soul
2 comments:
a nice and motivating poem... bookmarked it right away!
keep writing!
The best of Dhimrock!!
agar kisi rock singer ne ise gaaya to yeh worl over hit ho jaayega..
--- Ajit (QIK)
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