My name is my identity
Ask me.. what kinda person am I?
Rather asking people around me...
Bcoz Many Hippocrates are roaming open.
My name is my identity
Out of hundred,
twenty percent people praise me...
And the rest criticize me,
But they are the people..
Who helped me to update my new version.
My name is my identity
After meeting you,
I realized my talent..
It got a new space to show case my talent.
My name is my identity
When you left me,
In the middle of the untravelled road,
I wondered what was my fault...
Nothing left, except my broken heart.
My name is my identity.
My Identity
Leena Afsha
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 10/21/2019
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Poem topics: heart, space, person, fault, broken, open, middle, talent, people, I love you, I miss you, identity, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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