I had lost myself
my way to be
the path that I had created once
Lost in space and time
altered by the excitement
to fit in
and be accepted.
But most importantly loved.
Ruined by the expectations
torn by the desires
conflicted for breaking the character
That old self –
Confidence, well versed me
Lost in the shams of undesired heaps
Nothing but a shred of the shine
left alone to defend in the shadows
Accepting to have lost the years
Ready to work and be reborn
Regain of my own self
No more in the shackles
Day 0 begins
Day 0 of the new me.
A mother of two, Preeti Bhandari is a colloquial writer. She believes in simple living which reflects in her writings. As the Editor of Narisakti, she intends to use her vast experience to propel this platform to a cult status among entrepreneurial networks. When not writing she is quilling, both with paper and thoughts.