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Untitled - IV 04/06/2019 This story has many tentacles Fervently awaiting "The End" I Am Child                 Parent Spouse        Divorcee Abused       Abuser Friend     Enemy Loved Hated Simple Simpleton Transparent Evasive Amenable Dogmatic Fearing Fearful Extremely naive Equally stupid These and many more masks That stare back at me That even the tiniest shard Reflects a different story But then I know it too well That the story I want to tell Will vastly differ, when To validate, others are compelled Though the events remain the same It's my perception that I hold Or those viewed by others Becomes the script on how it's told I may choose to go it solo Or rely on others viewpoint But once exposed on the net No place to hide in this joint The critics will come forth For they viewed it differently Challenge my version of the tale For misunderstanding the events, apparently So you see, So many tentacles says history Present myself as a fictional character Or tell it like a Biography
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Apr 17, 2019
Apr 17, 2019 at 2:24 PM UTC
Untitled - IV.......cont....
Untitled - IV 04/06/2019 This story has many tentacles Fervently awaiting "The End" I Am Child                 Parent Spouse        Divorcee Abused       Abuser Friend     Enemy Loved Hated Simple Simpleton Transparent Evasive Amenable Dogmatic Fearing Fearful Extremely naive Equally stupid These and many more masks That stare back at me That even the tiniest shard Reflects a different story But then I know it too well That the story I want to tell Will vastly differ, when To validate, others are compelled Though the events remain the same It's my perception that I hold Or those viewed by others Becomes the script on how it's told I may choose to go it solo Or rely on others viewpoint But once exposed on the net No place to hide in this joint The critics will come forth For they viewed it differently Challenge my version of the tale For misunderstanding the events, apparently So you see, So many tentacles says history Present myself as a fictional character Or tell it like a Biography
If I am honest with myself, I won't hold back and tell it like it was, the good, the bad and the ugly. I had a thousand joyous moments and equally sad. Furthermore, I may recall it differently, to other participants of the same event. Even a simple activity, like swinging on a backyard swing, can be written up as a chapter. So many shards, so many tentacles ..... P.S, I drew this in Indian ink, a long time ago, and fits this poem perfectly.
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Suresh
Apr 17, 2019
Apr 17, 2019 at 2:24 PM UTC
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