Dec 2021
there is a boy
he lives in a photo frame
he lived once
outside of the photo frame
he was like the flowing wind
before the wind blew away his ashes
he burned with the passion of a fire
before the flames engulfed him
he made his own paths
before he was driven off the course
he celebrated today
before tomorrow was stolen from him
he was my friend
before he was a memory
before he was
the boy in the photo frame
he lives in a photo frame
he lived once
outside of the photo frame
he was like the flowing wind
before the wind blew away his ashes
he burned with the passion of a fire
before the flames engulfed him
he made his own paths
before he was driven off the course
he celebrated today
before tomorrow was stolen from him
he was my friend
before he was a memory
before he was
the boy in the photo frame
this poem is inspired by the hindi song 'behti hawa sa tha woh" translating to "free as the wind was he". it is a significant song to me as its lyrics were imprinted into my mind at my childhood friend's funeral a month ago. the poem is a rather idealistic take as i heard stories of great regret from those who pushed him to be his best rather than encourage him to live his life to the fullest at every moment. he has truly taught me how short life is and if you're reading this i hope you understand it too. whoever you are, i hope you can feel free as the wind too
