Published Nov 11, 2022
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When You Become A Foreigner !

Published Nov 11, 2022
2 mins read
424 words

In this blog I would like to talk about being a foreigner………of your personality! I know it sounds confusing but what I mean to say is when you suddenly notice how you have changed and you don't know if the change has made you better or worse………it scares you to the extent that you doubt if the change was sudden or slow and invisible that kept dragging you away from yourself!….you even wonder what made you change so drastically!!!

So let's sail to the topic through the poem!

I just talked a lot without a thought today!

And after that a long silence came to stay!

Making me scared and alone all together 

As if in a foreign land with a bad weather! 

Like am never used to talks or the eerily silence 

As if I don't recall if I actually was like this once!

Have I changed so much that I can't recognise 

Or is it just that with time I have become wise 

A stranger I am to others as well as to self 

Feeling like a commodity that is on the shelf 

That prays that it isn't thrown as it expires!

Or am I becoming an icon who actually inspires!

Adventures initially I refused as I feared it!

But now am unable to as I wish to enjoy each bit!

The stumbling steps of my legs I can see!

I fear if I can always work like the busy bee!

Am scared if I have been left behind in the race!

Like a victim who has no advocate for the case!

I feel paralysed as I try to analyse and learn 

The changes in me as I think makes my soul burn!

As each scar surfaces with a golden glow 

Reminding how big and deep was each blow 

It's like am running on a stupid treadmill 

Moving nowhere, walking to increase the bill 

As I lose no weight neither do I enjoy it!

Am desperately searching for a chair to sit!

The truth, the wounds, the scary scars unveil! 

I really don't know what I actually feel!

So that's how I became a foreigner of myself 

Shrinking and becoming delicate like an elf 

I still wonder how I could become so cold yet naive!

I still try and move hoping am being brave!

We all recognise we have changed but to figure if it is right or wrong isn't easy…so let's give pur best and move on …no matter the change!

Thanks for reading and liking!Do comment too🙂

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martin.d 11/11/22, 9:36 PM
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Very good
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sai.teja.k 11/12/22, 5:25 AM
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Informational. View my blogs also
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the_little_treasure 11/12/22, 3:24 PM
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Beautiful
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sheetal.thakur 11/14/22, 2:18 PM
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Please view my blog
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ambz 11/18/22, 4:25 PM
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Nice
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noorul.ruwaitha 11/22/22, 7:02 PM
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Great....read mine too
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harish.j 11/28/22, 5:01 PM
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Waiting for your next poems
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