The warm baby eyes opened to the world,
And dreams oozed out with a natural zeal.
The mind believed I could win it all,
And in the smile, was the vigor concealed.
Slow and steady went on the process-
To find my place in the material and charm.
And the gain was a loss turned upside down,
When silently, the time, pilfered the calm.
And now I walk with a naked mind,
Thinking… Hoping –
A time of clay is what I wish….
A time to mould the innocent dreams.
And cherish to want them all one day,
Than enjoy the victory of the possessed gleam.
A stranger looks at me through the mirror
And shows me a person, I do not know.
Smiling viciously, through the tears;
And darkening my soul through the shallow glow.
In the mad, wild war with anonymity -
I let me lose to let me win.
A battle with life was what I fought,
And let death win it all in the end……
And dreams oozed out with a natural zeal.
The mind believed I could win it all,
And in the smile, was the vigor concealed.
Slow and steady went on the process-
To find my place in the material and charm.
And the gain was a loss turned upside down,
When silently, the time, pilfered the calm.
And now I walk with a naked mind,
Thinking… Hoping –
A time of clay is what I wish….
A time to mould the innocent dreams.
And cherish to want them all one day,
Than enjoy the victory of the possessed gleam.
A stranger looks at me through the mirror
And shows me a person, I do not know.
Smiling viciously, through the tears;
And darkening my soul through the shallow glow.
In the mad, wild war with anonymity -
I let me lose to let me win.
A battle with life was what I fought,
And let death win it all in the end……
A good comeback poem!! But somehow missed something from the old days.. I wish I could tell you how I hoped it to be an optimist's thought... but anyways! welcome back :) Keep writing..
ReplyDeleteAchtung! you back!
ReplyDeleteThat was a good one..... I see maturity in the lines cuz the one I read last was 8 years ago...
And a few things have much deeper thoughts overwritten by the literal text especially 2nd last and last para. Beautiful work.....
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ReplyDeleteFantabulous... u were always an excellent poet di ;) m looking forward for the next one!! :)
ReplyDeletewe are all looking for our place and in the end we will all find it. Enjoy the transition.
ReplyDeletehi..i m quite a bit of rambler.. somehow gt to ur blog, wanted to drop a word or two of appreciation...nice work...
ReplyDeleteRegards,
Yogesh Thakker