feeling of writers who hide their talent just because of they do not have courage to show it publicly


                      

                                                                                                                    

Sometimes,I think with whom I lie

With myself,with my loving one or from society... 
On which I make boundries 
On my passion,on my desire or on my self ...

I know myself very well ,this heart agonize to fly...
I have a body which wants to live in sky
my dream which are very high 
my finger which are looking for pen and be like sunshine ...

Why can't I say openly that I love writing why I always lie for writing 
Have I fear of something or having any hesitation...
Or I don't want to tell anything anyone about my passion ...

Only think & everytime mind say sacrifice
But heart ask for whom I sacrifice
For family which wants my happiness & success
For world whose job is poking nose in others life...
Or for others fake happiness and expectations
Which give me only fake vibes ...


What happen when all are happy from me 
But my own soul blames me 
Desires I kill today in future it make shames me ...
If I not rise up  and not go for try 
I'll have to prepare myself for future cry ...

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