Motivational Poems

25. A Torn Photo

I sit on the floor, my head in hands
As sorrow fills my heart and just expands

I was sitting in the pool of my own tears
And a torn photo was drowning in it
It was me who tore it apart sobbing
This fact I was too broken to admit

The photo was of me
When I was small and free
Just buzzing like a bee
Who was just so carefree
I am so glad she couldn't see
What in the future and reality
She would actually proceed to be

I couldn't look at that photo
Without lowering my gaze
As my stupid eyes
Decide to make everything haze

What happened to that girl?
Who thought she could take on the world
Who shined brighter than a pearl
And giggled as she twirled

Where has she gone?
Vanished like sun at dawn
Where is her pawn?
Which she herself had drawn
With her little crayon
I just wanna ask, why her happiness was withdrawn?
Why didn't like that she carry on?
I just wanna know why that little girl was forgone

I stare at the torn photo of me
When I just had to live and not survive
This big burden of life
Which doesn't let me thrive

I just wish I am again five
When I was actually alive...

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Hey there, my lovely poem lovers! DrishKing008 is back with another poem for you guys on this Saturday. Sorry for being late. I mean, I am updating late in the evening instead of morning. I am not going to make any excuses, I forgot...again, for the third time. Really sorry for this blunder. 

Anyways, this poem was for times when you feel like you have lost yourself. It narrated an incident with the thoughts behind it. I am sure many of you will relate, you feel like you have changed a lot and for the worse. When we were small children, we all had so many big dreams, we thought that we could take on the world and had firm belief in ourselves that we could do anything. And now? We have become teens, and now we have no faith in ourselves. We are just constantly worrying about our future, our shoulders are about to break with responsibilities stacked upon them. 

Many times, we even declare ourselves worthless. That just shows how much we have changed...and for the worse. 

I am like you and I wish I was five again, when we didn't care about our marks, grades, future or anything and just enjoyed our lives. That was the right way. We were actually alive then, I can't say much about you guys, but I feel like we are dead inside and that's not the way to live this small life.

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