Be Yourself

Dev Parth

In the quiet chambers of my soul,
Where authenticity takes its toll,
I weave a tapestry, uniquely mine,
A symphony of colors, a dance in time.

I choose to be myself, unapologetic and true,
Embracing flaws, a canvas ever anew.
In the mirror of existence, I see,
A reflection of a spirit wild and free.

No mask to wear, no pretense to bear,
I am the melody, the rhythm in the air.
In the poetry of life, my verses unfold,
A narrative of courage, a story untold.

I am not confined by societal norms,
Breaking chains, embracing storms.
Each step I take, a declaration,
Of self-love, a bold celebration.

Through valleys of doubt and mountains of fear,
I find my essence, crystal clear.
For in being myself, I find the key,
To unlock the door of authenticity.

Let the world witness this unique rendition,
An ode to the beauty of self-permission.
I am the author, the protagonist, the rhyme,
In the grand epic of being myself, for all time.

  • Author: Dev parth (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 2nd, 2024 19:47
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Alan R

    No mask to wear, no pretense to bear

    I like the way this sounds



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