Parked by a porch, I gaze outside,
I feel like a child that just got off the merry-go-round,
Though it was a joyful ride,
Just a little longer and the world looked blurry, confound.
Failing to recount,
It seemed like I had time-travelled,
Perturbed by this predicament,
I began to unravel,
As I swirled through the strayed epoch of life,
Diligent towards my undertaking,
Those forgotten times that brought everlasting smiles,
I inadvertently disparaged the little things...
The days when happiness wasn't purchased by legal tenders,
And the sedate gabs always end in melodic laughs,
When a 'friend' was always there in need,
And staying indoors was better than making trips,
When life was all about seizing the day,
And none had a nerve to repress the innovative minds,
When pockets were empty but the soul teemed,
With a blend of love, friendship, passion,
When thoughts had wings, ever ready to fly,
And each day, as an accomplishment, went by,
The heart was complacent,
Without a pang of doubt.
And then a dew drop retired as a tear,
On my pale face and I looked up,
A fresh green leaf sprouted from a severed branch.
Awakened a thought, a sign of revival,
A new beginning.
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