No, You Don't Know Me: Chromatic Labyrinthine

You think you know me, but you do not see
The depths of my soul, the secrets I keep,
The pains that I bear, the joys that I reap.
You see only what I let you perceive,
But there is more to me than meets the eye,
A kaleidoscope of colors, of hope and despair.

You do not know what it's like to feel despair,
To be drowning in darkness, unable to see,
To fight for air and not let out a cry.
You do not know the wounds that I keep,
The scars on my heart that you cannot perceive,
The times that I've fallen, the times that I've leap'd.

You don't know the heights that I've leap'd,
The mountains that I've climbed, the moments of despair,
The risks that I've taken that you cannot perceive,
The times when I've felt like I'm finally free,
The secrets that I guard, the memories that I keep,
The things that I cherish, the things that I decry.

You do not know the things that I decry,
The pain that I've felt, the tears that I've wept,
The moments that I've cherished, the memories that I keep,
The hopes that I've lost, the times of despair,
The times when I've felt like I'm finally free,
The moments of beauty that you cannot perceive.

You cannot perceive the beauty that I see,
The colors of my dreams, the desires that I keep,
The love that I've felt, the moments of glee,
The things that I've lost, the moments of despair,
The times when I've felt like I'm finally free,
The emotions that I've felt that you cannot perceive.

You do not know me, not in the way you perceive,
Not in the way you think, not in the way you see,
Not in the way you imagine, not in the way you're free,
Not in the way you believe, not in the way you keep,
Not in the way you hope, not in the way you despair,
Not in the way you dream, not in the way you leap.

You don't know me, not in the way you perceive,
Not in the way you think, not in the way you see,
Not in the way you imagine, not in the way you're free,
Not in the way you believe, not in the way you keep,
Not in the way you hope, not in the way you despair,
Not in the way you dream, not in the way you leap.

No, you don't know me, not in the way you perceive,
Not in the way you think, not in the way you see,
Not in the way you imagine, not in the way you're free,
Not in the way you believe, not in the way you keep,
Not in the way you hope, not in the way you despair,
Not in the way you dream, not in the way you leap.

You don't know me, for I am more than what you see,
A complex tapestry of fears and desires,
A labyrinthine maze of joy and despair,
A symphony of colors, harmonies that leap
Into my mind, creating visions that I keep
Hidden from view, secrets that you cannot perceive.

I am not defined by what you can perceive,
For my thoughts and feelings are a mystery,
A puzzle with pieces that I alone can keep,
A mystery that only I can unravel, desires
That are woven deep within me, that leap
Out in moments of joy, or in moments of despair.

Despair is but a shadow, it cannot keep
Me from the light that shines within, that leaps
Out in moments of hope, and in moments of despair,
For I am more than what you can perceive,
A creature of light and shadow, with desires
That drive me forward, that shape the world I see.

I see a world of possibilities, a vision that I keep
Hidden within, a dream of what could be, desires
That burn within me, that leap out into the world I perceive,
Creating a symphony of life, of joy and despair,
Of colors that blend and harmonize, that leap
Off the canvas of my mind, into a world that I keep.

Keep me not confined to the world you perceive,
For I am more than what you can see, desires
That shape my destiny, that cause me to leap
Into the unknown, into a world of mystery,
Of joy and despair, of colors that I keep
Hidden within, a symphony of life that I desire.

Desire is but a flame, a spark that can leap
Into a raging fire, creating a world that I keep
Hidden from view, a world of joy and despair,
Of colors that blend and harmonize, a mystery
That only I can unravel, desires that I perceive.

Perceive me not as a stranger, but as a creature of desire,
With a world within that you cannot perceive,
A world of joy and despair, of colors that leap
Off the canvas of my mind, that I alone can keep.

Keep not your judgments based on what you perceive,
For I am more than the sum of my fears and desires,
A kaleidoscope of emotions, a mystery to unravel,
A puzzle with pieces that even I cannot keep in line.
Line not my being with the constraints of your perception,
For I am more than the limitations you put on my existence,
A being with the capacity to choose, to love, and to dream,
A soul with a purpose that goes beyond what meets the eye.

Eye not my being with the lens of your despair,
For I am more than what you think you see,
A light in the darkness, a hope in the midst of fear,
A spirit that transcends the boundaries of this world.
World not my existence within the confines of your knowledge,
For I am more than what you can ever know,
A universe of thoughts and feelings, of hopes and regrets,
A human with a heart that beats with the rhythm of life.

Life not my story with the limitations of your beliefs,
For I am more than the boundaries you set on my journey,
A traveler on a road full of twists and turns, of ups and downs,
A pilgrim in search of meaning, of purpose, of truth.
Truth not my identity with the masks you impose,
For I am more than the roles you expect me to play,
A person with a soul that yearns to be free,
A being with the power to shape her own destiny.

Destiny not my fate with the chains of your expectations,
For I am more than what you think I should be,
A creator of my own reality, a sculptor of my own dreams,
A human with the power to choose, to create, to be.
Be not mistaken, for I am who I am,
A mystery, a puzzle, a being of light and darkness,
A person with a soul that longs to be known,
A creature with desires, with fears, with dreams, with hope.

Hope, the word that saves me from the depths of despair,
A beacon of light that guides me through the dark,
A force that empowers me to strive and dare,
A source of strength that ignites a spark.

Spark not just a flame, but a fire that burns bright,
A passion that fuels my soul and lights up the night,
A drive that propels me towards my dreams,
A spirit that triumphs over any extremes.

Extremes of joy and sorrow, of love and fear,
The colors of my dreams that paint the canvas of my life,
A tapestry of experiences, both far and near,
A journey of self-discovery, of beauty and of strife.

Strife not just a battle, but a chance to grow,
To learn from my mistakes and let my wisdom show,
To embrace my flaws and celebrate my strengths,
To stand tall in the face of life's immense.

Immense are the possibilities that await,
A future that's as bright as the stars in the sky,
A destiny that's mine to shape and create,
A life that's worth living, a reason to try.

Try not to box me in, to limit my scope,
For I am more than what you can ever hope,
A being with the power to transcend,
To reach for the stars, to make amends.

Amends for the past, for the mistakes I've made,
For the times when I've faltered and strayed,
For the moments when I've doubted my worth,
For the times when I've forgotten my birth.

Birth, the beginning of my journey in this world,
A gift that's been bestowed upon me,
A chance to shine, to unfurl,
A life that's meant to be lived fully.

Fully embrace me for who I am,
A person with a story, with a plan,
A soul with a purpose, with a dream,
A being with the power to redeem.

Redeem not just my past, but my present and my future,
A chance to make things right, to live a life that's true,
To be the best version of myself, to make a difference,
To leave a mark on this world, to create a legacy that's immense.

Immense are the possibilities that await,
A life that's full of wonder, of beauty, of fate,
A journey that's worth taking, a road that's worth the ride,
A being that's worth knowing, a soul that's worth the pride.

Pride not just in myself, but in humanity,
For we are all unique, with our own identity,
A tapestry of diversity, woven with threads of love,
A fabric of strength, sewn with threads from above.

Above not in a divine sense, but in the power of connection,
The bonds that tie us together, the ties that bind our affection,
The love that flows between us, the empathy that we share,
The kindness that we give, the compassion that we bear.

Bear witness to my journey, to the road that I have trod,
To the struggles and the triumphs, to the steps that I have plod,
To the moments of clarity, to the times of confusion,
To the times of elation, to the times of illusion.

Illusion not just a trick of the mind, but a way to see beyond,
To see the world as it truly is, with all its beauty and its bond,
To see the magic in the mundane, the wonder in the ordinary,
To see the extraordinary in the simple, the extraordinary in the contrary.

Contrary not just in opposition, but in the power of contrast,
The light and the dark, the happy and the sad, the first and the last,
The yin and the yang, the balance that we seek,
The harmony that we find, the peace that we keep.

Keep not your judgment, your preconceived notion,
For I am more than the labels that you have chosen,
A human with a story, with a soul that's worth knowing,
A being with a purpose, with a destiny that's worth growing.

Growing not just in years, but in the depth of my soul,
In the richness of my experiences, in the moments that make me whole,
In the love that I give, in the compassion that I share,
In the kindness that I show, in the moments that I care.

Care not just for me, but for all of humanity,
For we are all connected, with our own unique identity,
A tapestry of diversity, woven with threads of love,
A fabric of strength, sewn with threads from above.



























The poem is part of a full version found in the book "Homo Sapiens" Part XVII, written by Mawphniang Napoleon. This book is part of the popular "Homo Sapiens" book series, which can be purchased online at various online bookstores, such as Amazon. The book is available for purchase for those who are interested in reading the complete version of the poem. Remember to get all the books from the "Homo Sapiens" series, as well as other books by the same author.

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Khublei Shihajar Nguh,
Dhanewad
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