Poetry: Me, Myself and I

I dug through my mess and found one of the poems I had written back in 2003.
There comes a time in our life when we talk to ourselves - that's what I do here.

Just thought of sharing...although I'm not sure how much the poem makes sense  :-)

Me, Myself and I

A roller coaster ride from my cheekbones to my chin,

Landing with an "ouch" on my wet palms,

It faced me with a puzzled glance.

"Why, today, did you buzz me?", it asked.

I replied,

"It's a selfish planet where materials matter,

If you've got riches, you'll be served on the platter.

Looks on the outside; no inner beauty counts,

Get some luck there, and upon you they pounce."

"I agree with you," it nodded little head,

And I pondered over what I said.

"On second thoughts, person to person it'll depend,

But, oh tear, you're my only friend."

~ 24th May 2003

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