This poem has been penned by Purva Passi from Gurgaon
Saw a little girl traveling down a road,
Struggling to find someone to call her own…
People around, everyone she belonged to,
But something was amiss, someone wasn’t home…
She smiled and cried to please whoever she saw,
Told them stories so everyone would grow…
With every story she told,the more she tired,
Mired in all the patterns to uphold…
Time passed, her family grew, the more they grew the little she knew,
Kept missing the approval of someone she knew, long forgotten but a memory so true…
And one day all hell broke loose,
She took the step the only one she knew.
It changed her completely and suddenly she grew…
Came out of her shell so she could prove,
I’m not daddy’s little girl, I need to bloom..
And again she looked for someone, someone she knew,
This time she found her in the mirror of her room.
Beautifully written Purva.. !!
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Its true we keep on searching our joy everywhere.
But the joy is with u. Search ur self u can find more joy & satisfaction.
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Sujatha thank you , Purva beautiful subtle poem makes us ponder…. Makes us question what and who are we waiting for ?
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Very touching. Nice one.
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It’s a lovely reflection of life. Sweet and so true.
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Well written Purva…so true… (Y)
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Feel like reading it again again so simple yet so intense 😊
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nice narration of sad life experience…
but this is the way we grow…nd it is continious process of realizing true divine power and generating eternal faith nd love…
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Wonderful poem…. its really very touch… thanks for sharing such thoughts :))
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