Who am I this evening? Who am I today?
Who was I before this?
Where did my life stray?
This vision I am seeing
Certainly is not me
this cloudy broken image
is not who I want to be
I've lost sight of my morals
I've lost sight of my own heart
My center is broken
I have let myself fall apart
My actions are careless
My thoughts indeed coincide
this hideous broken image
I would really like to hide
Reevaluation is the key here
to determine where I must change
to clear up my own reflection
so that I don't seem so strange
Others are not hurt by what they do not know
but I am hurting from what I do
the truth is visibly apparent in my reflection
the terrible memories of my committed taboo
There is no better time to fix me
to put together my broken parts
to refind and recenter my inner self
for I am the only doctor of my souls arts
So I must think who am I this evening?
Who was I today?
I will work to clean up
for tomorrow is already on its way....
4 comments
Beautiful 🙂
hi Praveen,
the poems that you write are just fab….
i wish i could write a single poem in my life that equals the way you write …
🙂
yes, its true tht we sometimes stray frm our goals and forget what we are actually and whats the purpose of our life.we should not mourn about past and impudence of time drag you where you never think of it. this poem really can change anybody