Not Secretive

Attended a birthday party yesterday, I noticed a change in me. I accepted and did not questioned self for the reason of my avoiding and ignoring some people. And this morning, look what I found from my old posts. Click read more to read more 🙂

I don’t talk much
It has become my nature
People think of me to be secretive
The truth is I am sensitive

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Empty Inside Out

I am feeling a lot weird
either I dont know me
obviously I dont know the world
its so empty inside and out
no one I blame
but I never understood the crowd

moving out just to meet the mass
all I like is the green grass
walking barefoot on empty side walk
I feel to watch more and no talk
a question of my weirdness
is positively raised
to me cafes and restaurants are no praise
for they let you sit till they earn
suffocated I wish time to run

Am I wrong to want to look for that one art work?
similar in fashion to my dream world?
because I am a complacent being
self praising and for self living
dejected I might make you feel
but is it you or is it me?

©Kritika

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Talking Shadow

praising the curves of my own shadow
a crucial matter struck my mind
an urge to solve by self talking
around midnight i gave me time

to the shadow i spoke freely
will you teach me how to comprehend
the faces i meet turn out to be fake
then i cry thinking it was my mistake
then again i meet the same fake faces
again i curse myself to not have learned
the longer the time spent with each
the more distressing it becomes
unknown if its me or if its the other person
but for me i should have learned the lesson

my shadow gave me a sympathetic look
as if it already had a solution
from the mouth of my own it spoke
without spending much time
just relax and hold
by deep inhales and exhales
give yourself some time
your trouble is as light as a bubble
which floats confidently in air
what matters to you is you
better yourself to know you better
develop yourself to prioritise what matters
you need to understand you first to understand others
spending time with self should be your thirst

MY SHADOW

©Kritika

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