Sometime life is like
A meteor came down so fast
Rushing a path in the middle of not a thing
Sudden a blast of fire in abrasion
A gust and you are there.

You are beneath a roof,
Call it Ma and Ba.
They shade you, do not allow the shower to drench.
Slowly they put corner stones around you
You feel so protected and safe.

They grow and widen your surroundings
But there is a limit,
Slowly they reach the canopy, cannot grow further
You don’t believe
But it’s the realm of life.

But the wall around you, push apart a bit
You grow to your horizontal extent
Life is put in a transition.
Still better, you are on a move
Slowly you start thinking if it is still the right.

All of a sudden, a blow of hurricane
And the half of the roof is gone
Then I felt what is roof alike!
Tried to put the last half in better shape,
But the descend of age is so fast.

The day you are separated from the oneness
Cutting the umbilical cord  
Slowly forming the ionic bond
In harsh reality of such distractions.
You still tied with the bio-chemical bond of ma-child-ba.

I don’t want to raise my head high;
Neither to fight the sun,
Expose to the rain and wind.
I want my cool and calm place of rest
Take a nap, listening all those lullabies again.