T R A N S P I R E D

37~ Exposed

E X P O S E D

It's flowing within me,

Warming my frozen heart,

I'm exposed.

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Feeling the place enclosing onto me,

Bringing back my broken pieces,

I'm exposed.

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But this time a trust kindling in my heart,

The lost peace whooshing through me,

Feeling the tiny spitfire of trust,

Hidden within me,

Trying to break apart.

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The betrayed heart,

Trying to be strong.

I'm exposed.

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An exposure to myself,

Telling me to embrace myself.

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Telling me to trust myself,

Till trust becomes an irony.

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Telling me to open my heart,

Till betrayal reforms the shape of my perception.

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Telling me to give it another chance,

Because now there is a strong built front,

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Telling me to let them judge you,

Because I know who I am.

I'm exposed.

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Exposed to myself,

I'll let the world know,

They can't break me apart.

They can't tramp over my heart,

That they can judge me.

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That they can form any perceptions,

It doesn't matter,

I'm exposed.

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I'm exposed of the strong self hidden in me,

The many potentials I'm yet to conquer.

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When the right time comes,

It will soar the inhumane atmosphere.

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Spreading the last bit of humanity.

To spread the key to my strength.

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To regain the lost smiles,

To bring back what I can.

I'm exposed.

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An exposed strength,

Living for regained smiles,

Walked over by the legs of those

Who are powerless without money.

Living to spread the last bit of humanity.

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Trampled over by many thoughts,

Yet I will stand strong,

I'm exposed.

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An exposure of myself,

Reminding of who I really am...

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Telling me to spread the last bit of humanity,

Held within me...

-S.A.Khan

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Ahh... Well. Hey!
I'm not sure about this poem... Because at that moment I felt like I was responsible for the world being like this and the fact I want doing anything made it worse... Hence I wrote this poem as a silent promise to myself... Yet Idk how exactly I would achieve... Though little drops of water make a sea, pond, river and so on... Maybe small steps will one day have bigger affects... Maybe... I hope so... Someday... I'd like to change atleast a society then a community then a while city and so on.. ❤️
Well that's that... Thats wht i felt like when I wrote this poem...

No pictures for now... I'll add up soon probably :)

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©SUMAIYA AHMAD KHAN

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