Stillness
It is about emptiness
I like the stillness
inside my house
It makes my mind still
for a while
It helps to see me
from with in
it is like the calmness
after a fierce storm
here I web my dreams
with my thoughts
I can go wherever I wish
I can yearn anything I like
I can become anybody I wish
a poet, a writer a millionaire
and many more
a good mother to my children
a loyal wife to my husband
an ideal daughter-in-law
I can mould myself inside
as I wish
or as others wish
but in the end
I came back to my real self
as nothingbut a mere human flesh
What stayed with you?
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