Learning Me
by apoorvmat
In the frivolity of wind
And the resolve of a tree
I see the point of me
I stumble two steps forward
And get dragged back three
I see the point of me
In Mead’s discourse on self
And Goffmann’s dramaturgy
I see the point of me
I humbly accept advice
When I crave empathy
I see the point of me
In a heart fraught with knots
Though my face shows glee
I see the point of me
I am stereotyped as ‘big picture’
And bucketed as INFP
I see the point of me
In a world of constraints
When I yearn to break free
I see the point of me
Apoorva in Amsterdam 
really nice…
Thanks dude.
didn’t know that you had a literal poetic streak in you! great job!
Thank you Vikas 🙂
This is awesome – to me learning me is a lifetime journey 🙂
Thank you. It is indeed 🙂
this is intense! cool!
Thank you!
Amazing Apoorva, really really nice… I don’t have words for this, its very beautiful…. . good luck for many many more…
Thank you so much for your kind words! Long time …I hope you are well 🙂
liked it a lot. I see the point of me and the way it takes the poem ahead.
Thanks Inspector 🙂
very nice apoorv…thought provoking. put feet!
Haha! Thanks Vinay 🙂
Lovely….
Thanks Rahul!