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You Are My Rainbow

Published by Seema Prusty at October 22, 2022
Categories
  • Poetry
Tags
  • autism
  • autism poetry
  • comfort
  • decode
  • illusion
  • poetry
  • rainbow
sunset sky and rainbow - your illusion

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I live in a world of my own
Away from noise, crowd, and confusion
I understand your comfort is all gone
When normal me is just your illusion

What I feel I may not show
How to communicate I may not know
That’s the time I need you to help me follow
That others of my age learnt a long time ago

I may throw tantrums at you
People won’t understand when they view
That’s the time I want to be hugged by you
as I am one among the chosen few

I can’t make friends and socialize
As I make havoc and stammer
However, it is such a surprise
When for me, you abandon all your life’s glamor

As life seems jumbled-up pieces of puzzle
The news of my autism runs rife
With you, easier becomes my struggle
As I decode the colors of life


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Seema Prusty
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Seema Prusty comes from India and now resides in Saudi Arabia. She recently discovered that she can write poetry. While scrolling through Facebook, she found the MockingOwl Roost ad began reading the magazine and the beautiful poetry therein, finding inspiration for her own work. She received her degree in Civil Engineering in India, then married and settled in Kaust, Saudi Arabia where her husband works as a Research Scientist. She works at the same university as her husband. They have a 4.5 year old son.

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