It has happened now,
after facing so many hardships in life,
that my life has attained stability.
Today, I have all worldly pleasures,
that I didn't even think I ever had deserved;
For they could just be a part of my dreams.
Still, after possessing eternal strength, ubiquitous riches,
why do I find myself poorer that the poor,
weaker than the weakest,
and lonely than the loneliest.
And when I hunted for the reason in the past,
it suddenly struck me,
'I don't have you with me'.
You; who was always there,
as a backbone of my dreams,
as the strength of my hand,
and you were there to help me face my fears.
Without you,
there would have had been no me;
you made me what I am.
But see, how have the times played with me.
When you were with me,
I cried for the power and riches;
and now that I have all, I wail for you.
I wish you would have been here, with me today;
to see the one you have given a new life,
to see your seedlings grow
into a mature tree.
I had a situation running in my mind for long; in the situation there was a child, young and alone... He had everything with him but in the run for making a living, lost his mother...
This created a crater in me, which everyday demanded to be filled, but no matter how much I tried to, I couldn't...
Then I sat in front of my diary, and started writing... I wrote, wrote and wrote, until I started to feel light...
And this free-verse is the result of that...