A lonely throbbing heart at first
Felt by her at the best
Nine months long curled in the sac
Everything seemed just black
Thought it would be eternal inside
Till the light kissed me outside
When i made the first cry
She held me in her arms
Where i felt the warmth
Eyes that teared out of pain
Was then teared out of joy
She captured my little steps
With which i had few bitter falls
Playtime passed by a sudden
Excited was she for my kindergarten
My turn to explore and find myself
She held my hands to follow the dotted curves
Standing lines and sleeping lines
Helped me to pen down her name
I could write that on the first page
That which told them who i was
Climbed those levels of 1-12
That passed on just like a wave
With ups and downs that hit each day
Life around me built me up
With a lesson each new day
Time came with a question of Doc or Tech
I preferred to be a Cook
Reaching out to different tastes
Did i fall to someone's tastes!
Who agreed on the partnership
To complete the incomplete me
Roses and blushes were so red
Special were the visits to the one
Who packed me tastes of love
Now a lonely throbbing heart at first
Felt by me at the best
A feeling- the best of the rest
Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 9:47 AM UTC
Look around,
You will find all eyes down;
some expressionless,
some desperate,
and few smiling!
Both tiny and fatty thumbs
yearning for a rest,
after typing those texts.
Some consulting the Doc
for having a smartphone thumb
and some for lacking vitamin D!
Posts wanting more and more likes.
Kilograms of followers on Instagram!
Swapping stories on Whatsapp!
Unopened notebooks
when you have a Facebook!
Television screens consigned to oblivion
when you have a Youtube!
Discovering the veiled world,
missing the real scenes around.
Emoticons spreading fake feelings,
Stupefying infants swiping through the screens,
Kids imploring to their parents-
To drag out the patterns.
What is more satisfying?
Hitting play button on the screen or
Hitting a six on the field?
Carting products online or
Shopping on a girls day out?
Dribbling a basket ball or
Dragging down the newsfeed?
Watching daily soaps without a dish or
Helping your mother out to wash the dish?
Sharing the snaps of poverty and hunger or
Reaching out to them with eager?
A game of candy crush or
Gifting a candy to your crush?
I feel like whooping out to myself
and to people around;
To raise their heads and
Look around!
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 11:21 AM UTC