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I am Someone …

If I define myself, I am somone who likes the smell of the Earth, the touch of waves, the sight of trees, the sound of laughter and the feeling of being fully alive by becoming the reason behind the smiles of the people.:)

I am someone who’s mountains are bones, rivers are veins, forests are thoughts and the stars are dreams. The ocean is my heart, its pounding my pulse.ย Someone, who’s song of the Earth writes the music of soul…I love man less but the nature more.

The journey of my life is to search for the light. But sometimes, finding the light means you have to pass through the deepest darkness. At least, that’s how it is for me.:)

Someone who WALK as if I am kissing the Earth with my feet. And into the forests I go, to lose my mind and to find my soul. Perhaps the one, who lives for the moments which can’t be put up into words.

I am quiet most of the time. Just stare and think. Even, my words get frozen within my lungs. People tend to ask me, “why are you so quiet?” I just smile, laugh, and shrug. I am quiet most of the time but my mind is LOUD. Actually screaming..:)

And someone, who donot confirm’s to the standards of this world- have a world of my own … lives there, where everything is literally NONSENSE!- MAD BLOOD

Someone, who is as simple and as complicated as thatโ˜บ…

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71 thoughts on “I am Someone …

  1. prashantt says:

    Hey! Nice to know you,sounds you’re close to nature and love the way of expressings yourself in words specially the closing quote.Also thank you for stopping by my blog..looking forward to your more words.Happy blogging๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ˜Š

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  2. Paradox – loverhater – complete. Writing has kept me going through the years … sorting the pieces (often paradoxical) of my life. Thanks for following Steps And Pauses – my “work in process” aka life.

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  3. I really like this poem, alot! It must speak to who you are, but also so much to who I am, as well. It’s a really beautiful poem, and I love all your nature references. “And into the forests I go, to lose my mind and to find my soul”; I love that part.

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