Thursday, 9 February 2012

NOT UNWANTED,JUST VULNERABLE

Its midnight, my watch says
And im on a swing,
Up in the air, a place I wish to remain
Have to come down, though unwilling.

Ellated and strengthened, happy
to have my stars gaze upon me
with pride as I try to reach them
ignoring that they dwell in infinity.

Thats my dream, I close my eyes
and see it clearly;
cant live it now, Im only fourteen
but i will grow older and live it happily.

Five years have passed, I'm back again;
to finish my poem and share
a lesson learned, an experience gained
a story of mistrust, love and care.

As kids we feel our lives our perfect,
We have been blessed with the perfect family,
Our friends are the best, our parents always honest,
And we live and die comfortably.

We soon realize that this bliss was ignorance
and find solace in a special someone;
We fight our parents, ignore our siblings
to please a stranger whose heart we have won.

They keep us happy and make us cry
Many a sleepless nights we spend,
All moments may not be fairytale
and eventually it has to end.

Our hearts are broken, eyes are sore
we want to reach out, to whom we dont know;
I expected too much, its all my fault
I have no friend, are they all my foe?

And suddenly we find ourselves
surrounded by a wall;
gaurding our emotions
avoiding another fall.

Yes, im a burnt child
I dread the fire
I cant love you
Im scared of you sire.

Took me nineteen years to live a dream
But the emotions are not alike,
I dreamt of being happy but
the reality i may not like.

It's midnight my watch says
And im on a swing;
Up in the air, a place I wish to remain
Have to come down, though unwilling.

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