Some1 asked me to run today
I found it funny to do so on a high way
I chose not to run but did walk fast
And as I did so there were memories of the past ...Nostalgia
The same highway I had crossed once
I saw the baker spread yummy jam on the hot Buns
I was faltering mom scolded, asked me not to run
But I still did and it was fun!
I simply trusted my heart and followed
Whatever it wanted me to do, being quiet or singing aloud
So then what stopped me today y did I choose not to run?
It would have been fun, neither was mom around nor any1
May be I know the answer … I regret growing up yes truly I hate
How my wise dominates my wishes . Don’t realize when I learnt to validate
I no more cry for chocolates, pastries, or crave for the candy sold on the road
I no more pester mom dad to play with me when bored
I no more wanna try again once I fail
I no more meet frds often. I send sms’s & email
I no more call my buddies on their b'days I post a wish on their f/b wall
Updates about life no more shared over coffee with spl frds but on a networking site with all
I no more bunk classes,I am worried if my rival scores more than mee
I no more leave my toys out , now my books lie on my bed and a Tee
I once used to crave to dress up like a teen
But now I no more like a full jean
I was not scared to make mistakes I did everything that I was advised to not try
But while doing the same today I think twice … I shy
I wish I had never lost the innocence and the guts
Wish I had never learnt if’s, why’s and but’s
Its jus one life y grow up?
When things go wrong y throw up ?
Sing aloud, freak, have fun and run this marathon
Live today like you just don’t care …bygone is bygone
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well, a good thought, reminds me of the song from Cindy lauper - Girls just wanna have fun!
ReplyDeleteWell written... i just luv this!!
ReplyDeletePeople seem to get nostalgic about a lot of things they weren't crazy about the first time around - author unknown.
Ya people. Ya Barkha
Keep going.
@ Crazy WIzard - Thx:) May I know ur name and what do u do ?
ReplyDelete@ Mo- Thx Mo :) However I did not understand ur comment really but for the first and d last line
Brilliant! good one..... keep it coming.
ReplyDeleteThx Andy :)
ReplyDeletewow ... awesome, i cud relate to it so well !
ReplyDelete@ Reens - Thx sweets :)And yeah thats d way most of us grow up :)
ReplyDeleteFantastic piece of work there Barkha! Very intense indeed. My 2 cents a.k.a creative criticism...the flow is even more gripping without the 6 lines that begin with "Lets not be afraid..." and end with "...bygone is bygone." Those six lines, to me, stand outside the central theme of this work. Keep writing!
ReplyDelete@ Prasadh - Thx so much:) And appreciate the effort taken as a critic:)Noted and Edited !
ReplyDeletea well described poem..priorities tend to change as we grow..itz gud to hav thz memories with u..but i guess ppl shuld grow up ..ex while u loose ur innocence, u do gain maturity ...gud wrk..but i juz luv the last lines of ur wrk...cheerz...
ReplyDelete@ Ashish Bhaiya - Yeah true :) But its good to hold on to a little innocence and be a child deep inside and not grow too much :) And glad u liked ma poem !
ReplyDeleteNice. :) But thats how we humans are, isnt it?
ReplyDeleteWhen we're young, we cant wait to get older. And when we get there, we wish we never grew up. We always seem to wish for things which we repent later. Funny us! :)
@ Bharath - Yeah totally second it. We wait to grow and grow and wish our wish was not granted lol..
ReplyDeleteNice one!
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