Incomplete Poem...

I have come a long way
I know,
Because when I look back
I cannot see the people I left behind

I have learned a lot in all these years
I know,
Because I know things I did not know then
Things, which perhaps I should have not known

I have grown up, definitely,
Physiologically and psychologically too...
I know,
Because the mirror reflects a strange face
When I look at it trying to search for the "old" me

I am not sad, perhaps I am happy
Yes, you can say that
Because I am smiling.

There are a lot of things to be said
I know,
Because my fingers are trembling
As I compose this poem
... my first incomplete poem.

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Books by Arti Honrao

Depression is REAL

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