Jan 27, 2012


REBECCA got created here: REBECCA

There were times I drew myself,
Tried to give a figure to my thin thoughts,
Everything was so detached,
I was unable to view my instance in mirrored lots!

Who was I and how did I appear?
Questions which struck me days apart!

Convinced with how you feel,
Left with how you see,
I had nothing of my own to be.

I was just your creation with no creativity in me!

Still with unopened eyes I lie,
As I free myself to die,
To die and renew!
Rebecca shapes herself with her ashes strewed!!!

The One!

The one within me,  That hidden from you, but known to me, Struggling to cast out, Break free! He moves when I am still, H...