Everything is measured.
My age ,my weight, my height.
I am the number of zeros
behind my monthly-in.
I am the square feet area
Of my house.
The number of cars I own.
The number of times I have left the country's soil.
I am the number of likes my pic gets.
I am the position which my child gets.
A maze of numbers encases me!
My societal identity are these numbers.
But I am NOT
Not these numbers for sure
I am more
I am the wonder of holding my child for the first time
I am the caught breath of love
I am the passion in a bookstore
The laughter of the waves
I am the guilt of chocolates
The scent of new clothes
I am the embodiment of life
And that's how I shall be measured.
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You are the warmth in the cold around
an incessant laughter, a pristine smile
in a world aches abound.
And that is how you will be measured!
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