I dream of magic, surrounding every part of my life
I live with those twinkling stars, singing trees, silent beauty,
I witness miracle everyday..
I walk on those perfect paths..leading directly to the heaven
Its the fantasy my life seems to be,
But its more than you can ever see.
Behind these glimmer, behind these dimples, under the bush of my curly locks..
there lies me.. the Real Me!!!
You don't really know me,
Neither do I.. completely
I'm a mystery, I'm a book not easy to read,
There's so much more I can be..
Its just that, not everybody can see
From these brown eyes...
I see you all, i judge, i sketch all around
I might be shy...i might seem quiet
But in my world I always blabber
I never try to fit it...unlike others
Because I'm created to STAND OUT!
I live with those twinkling stars, singing trees, silent beauty,
I witness miracle everyday..
I walk on those perfect paths..leading directly to the heaven
Its the fantasy my life seems to be,
But its more than you can ever see.
Behind these glimmer, behind these dimples, under the bush of my curly locks..
there lies me.. the Real Me!!!
You don't really know me,
Neither do I.. completely
I'm a mystery, I'm a book not easy to read,
There's so much more I can be..
Its just that, not everybody can see
From these brown eyes...
I see you all, i judge, i sketch all around
I might be shy...i might seem quiet
But in my world I always blabber
I never try to fit it...unlike others
Because I'm created to STAND OUT!
*The only reason behind posting as "Crimson Curls" instead of my real name is to avoid people judging or sketching me on the basis of what i write. Not all the poems are based on me, i just carry inspiration and change it to my version. Its not always me who gives voice to those poems, sometimes its my poems , narrating others life.
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