Shattered shards of glass,
Strewn across the floor.
Undoing distorted reflection,
Tormented no more.
Parts and pieces free,
Revealing of the real,
Undoing society in me.
No longer shamed
Into a “pretty” frame.
– nd
Being Free, Being Me
Writer & Poet
Shattered shards of glass,
Strewn across the floor.
Undoing distorted reflection,
Tormented no more.
Parts and pieces free,
Revealing of the real,
Undoing society in me.
No longer shamed
Into a “pretty” frame.
– nd
BCom, BA Hons, TEFL, CAIE
Freelance Writer
Literary Goals:
- To create poetry and prose that beautifies our world.
- To revive society's interest in the literary arts during modern times.
- To empower and liberate individuals through the written word.
- To introduce young minds to the world of imagination.
- To share and celebrate literature with fellow book lovers.
My Literary Art 
We have to lose the old self to embrace the new. The transition always painful and hard. Lovely poem
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100% correct. Very true. You’re full of wisdom, as always. Thank you for the words. 🙏🏽
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Thanks for the complement, and welcome Nisha
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