LIMITATION

O’ SHYNESS!

So long hast thou been in the confine of me

Voice betides the sea, tides rage against shore

Toothless time speaks in riddle

Yet, I worship thee among the splash of spitters…

So long have I said to myself ‘I could do it

I knew I could…’ but why can’t I? –

Questioning my existence because of you

Whispering to me; what people will say…

Now doth I know your experience with me

I give up painting my art on your wall

Filled with guilts of nowhere to become better,

And find my way; where nowhere is now here with me.

Natur’s Pictur N’quill.​

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