What makes “me” ?

Earth, water, air, space, and void;
The physical me is this combined.
My mother’s lessons, my father’s hopes;
my siblings imprints on my thoughts.
shredding the cloak of childhood so safe,
the rebellious teens paved their own way.
stepping out of home, the adult me
blindly searched to recognize my voice
out of the air, ideas begin to emerge
verses call out, mostly out of rhythm;
rejecting all that is real, or should be dear
words become the face of who I want to be;
I become the words, the ideas, the songs
grounded in clouds, I fly along.

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Written for dVerse Poetics Prompt

Author: Prats

It's not the dramas or the stories, but actually the people touched by them who taught me how to appreciate these stories, the different medium of expressions, and how to believe that even fictional characters can give hope and smile to so many people around the world. A reader first and obsessive reviewer of things I love, I write when I am deeply touched by a story or a moment. You can find most of my ideas and thoughts first expressed on Twitter - @i_read_write

11 thoughts on “What makes “me” ?”

  1. Ah, grounded I clouds, we ALL fly along, I think, guided by our choices, influenced by our peers, and only occasionally in control!

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