Did you remember how you used to write,
whatever you couldn't express,
how you made them come out using words in stead,
did you still recall how you then
call those words out again and again,
making a song out of them,
hesitating ,but eventually ending up singing it fain!
When did you forget how did you enjoy playing,
not with hearts,but bowling batsmen out in cricket ,
genuinely you used to wake up in the morning ,
to be ready, working hard on your health .
Can't you go back to those days ,
when you just couldn't figure out ,
why did you love people so much that
meeting new people and interacting made you shout,
and realize that you are one of the few
who did respect the old,but still starve for something new,
when you fail sometimes to keep uninfluenced the self inside you,
still you are fine with with it,to be able to be mixed with the new,
be it culture,hobby,people,or,place
never did you fear the uncertainty in them,
rather it was something that you badly wanted to face.
Realized just now I why used to I love
smokers,but not to smoke,
for so fearless they are to showcase their love,be it to mere weeds ,
alike me ,never did they bother what people had,about them,to invoke !
Then why did you stop all these
wearing a mask on your face ,
see whatever you think is right,
doesn't matter even if really it throws you away from the light ,
of the so-called summer ,
and make you live under clouds uncertain ,hazy yet darker !
at least you won't be living as someone else,
alike everyone ,so that stubborn success eventually melts!
Rather it is you ,and the you in deed ,
who bothered never to fail,and back himself in need,
after all the thirst of creating new ,was always there to feed!
YOU ARE READING
A Musical Journey through poems
Poetry(#2 in Enlightenment )This is just like any other poetry..but if you are lucky enough,you can make music out of this.Every poem,if called so,can be actually sung!.............
