BEHIND THE SCENES

Mdue

In a battle for my voice,
I stand as a shadow.
Watching through the glass,
I am in search of my soul.

I am trapped in a glass,
I miss walking on the grass.
You think because I smile
I am fine,
I have no choice but to shine.

I am treated like a property,
Maybe it's because I was born in poverty.
Now I have reached puberty,
Maybe I'll see liberty. 
But let me not rise my hopes,
I am still in the backstage.

Was I born as a curse?
I have two lives to live,
One of sorrow and the other
Is of pretence.
I wonder will I ever catch happiness, 
Let me get back to the stage,
I have teeth to advertise.

 

I am Mdue (the rising star)

 

 

  • Author: Mdue (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 20th, 2022 20:47
  • Comment from author about the poem: The poem is about a woman who has to live a life of pretence just to please her boss in order to keep her job.
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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Comments1

  • L. B. Mek

    indeed, you're all Due
    for those millennia of shooting star
    equality, wishes
    to be realised...
    and one day, those teeth
    will be as genuine, as the hope
    in your dreams, till then
    shine Bright!
    and make the stars jealous
    dear Poet

    • Mdue

      Thank you, I'll keep on rising and shining for sure



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