The Unknown

He called me back to say goodbye,
I wondered to know who was that guy?
He reminded me of the phase when I was of seven,
Oh boy those days were like springs of heaven..

It emerged with a time of fun n bliss,
not a moment of gloom, n not a thing to miss,
It was not a fake and not a mistake..
There was life in dolls, and sand castles to make..

I think I was not that old, n not in the least tall,
But as young I was, I thought I knew it all..
Every second was a dream where I stood,
Smiling in the light of a magical wood,
Enchanted by Cinderella and snow white the princess,
And fairy tales that made heartwarming promises!!

My spirit did it wash, through and through..
Like fresh petals of the morn, with drops of dew!!

That is the land, paradise which had meant…
Not to forget the happy highways where I went…
And I still see it shining plain…
A little in doubt will it ever come again?

So I tried to question him….ending up in chase…
What makes u say bye? Answer me in the face..
Did I get u upset? My heart is feeling hollow..
For little pleasures are gone…Since you are not there to follow!

He looked back with a smile..and said think again…
I cannot stay forever..because nature is not insane..
M not the sole owner..for I am just a part..
You’ve got long paths to cover..and I am just the start 🙂

My days have seen you..building dreams…
You’ve got a zest to get them…now that really seems..
So why do you crib?? M leaving u never…
Keep me in your heart and I’ll stay there forever 🙂

With this ended note…he gave me a hug..
Go n make history…Let your miseries unplug..

Just a few moments back… I wanted to have a barter..
to get to taste life……. from the age of a starter..
What amazes me is the change that these words have induced…
My apprehensions about life…to great extent they’ve reduced !!

I see things clear now.. Life’s not just fun..
For happy moments charge us up.. to shine like the Sun !!
M no more angry with the world…that makes me work hard..
For my dreams make me see…success is away by a yard..

Who was that guy…though I still wonder ..
He made me realize…my outlook was a blunder,
Now standing at the gates of knowledge I see..
I’ve learnt new things..and I study a tree..

Gradually as I learned ….I got to know a little of that guy..
And to my pleasant surprise…he didn’t really say goodbye..
For dedicated I have become to life… a strong future getting compiled…
I’ve found in my own depths a secret…in my heart m still a child!!
For Defeat makes me rise up once again…  I like to cherish every moment..
Quantity is not my focus…but quality is an achievement..

Having learnt such lessons I know…Be serious only to give your best..
Life is not a race to win….but is a patience test !

So to achieve my goals..and define my life,
I have to silence my daydreams…
Be it with a knife..
Now I stand at the end of that road…
Do you know that it was my childhood!!

So now my friends I no more cry…
To my dreams and childhood…I say goodbye 🙂

Wonderlust

Every once in a while, I look at the blue sky,

And wonder if it sees me too,

My tears, my laughs, my moments of joy,

Spectates it all to wonder, or just for a clue.

My endless prayers in the balcony or road,

Pierce its sheath to reach some destination.

Its calmness, serene vastness, far-fetched closeness,

Seem to provide a mysterious motivation.

Every once in a while, I look at the blue sea,

And wonder if it touches me too.

The waves, the sea shells, the sand,

Invoke self realization of inhibiting wonderland.

It drinks it all, the water and the heat,

And yet gives it back, forever to repeat.

The glittering waves of water, act in a manner of pride,

Flaunting their composition, Hydrogen Dioxide.

Have they something to hide, mermaids & pearls?

Bedazzled for this glamour, the merchants & the girls.

Simmering in the heat of the Sun, the water & salt,

Flow businesses and hobbies without much halt.

Every once in a while, I look at You,

Between the two horizons, do You notice me too?

And I look at You with love and care,

Searching in Your life, a moment of stare.

Looking for an act of kindness and peace,

An act for the men, an act for the trees.

Yet I witness, moments of friction,

Percolating down my heart, humanity is fiction.

Cheat, forgery and personal gain,

Mast the ship of the lives that remain.

And I look at You on a busy street,

Waiting for Your chance of action.

No wonder You’re occupied with thoughts and plans.

A poker face dripping with no affection.

Still I will wait for that glorious day,

When my sight will make You blink,

Thoughts and feelings will make a way,

To restore with God, Your soul’s link.