I talked to the known,
I've walked through the unknown.
Under the seas, beyond the mountains,
It has a unseen beauty that was retained.
Different thought, different scenarios, different types in one world.
It makes me laugh or hurt sometimes, but never I stop getting amazed or thrilled.
It makes me laugh but it can make me cry,
Untill my soul get tired and dry.
Years back as a kid I didn't understand what they said,
What they wanted or what they meant.
Today I stand all alone,
And by the years I have grown.
Tragic is my past,
Magic is my future,
I've build myself in a certain way,
And thats how I nurtured.
If today I'm hit I'll survive,
Cause days back then I'd learnt to fight.
Don't hide your scars,
Those are proves you've fought wars.
Every scar tells a story,
And the story tells you have survived through the fury.


© Rupsa