The People who Know Me
Don't Know Me
People say I'm not emotional
People say I have no feelings
People say I don't care for others.
People see these things and play with me.
People see me from outside
And assume I'm a happy girl.
But
No one has peeped into me
I'm a doll with unhappiness.
I'm the box which can't open
Even if you try to open.
I'm the door which is locked
And can't be open.
That's why I say
The people who knows me
Don't know me.
Anwesha Mohanty
VIII Standard
7th Feb. 2008
1 comment:
I am really surprised how a girl of standard VIII can write such a nice piece. This small piece of poem brings out so many untold things about our society. Sometimes, these small kids do something which has so much to convey to the society. It reminds me of "Rebati" by great Fakir Mohan Senapati.
Keep it up Anwesha.
I always wondered and aspired to be a good writer. I can feel it but am not able to express.
Congrats Anwesha for a magnificent piece of work.
By the way, just correct the spelling "Mw" to "Me" in "Pepople who know Mw Don't know me".
Siba Udgata
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