When I was a kid
I used to gaze at the shining stars
I silently wished that someday
I would be like them
Enthroned would look up to me.
As the years passed
I had everything the world can offer
But I was not satisfied
I reached out for more
Was trying to achieve all in one life
To explore more happiness
Entered in a world of gloominess
Like a tiny butterfly in a closed jar
At the best, I spar
But the tiny feathers detached
Bound to give up
My strength failed me
Problems began to swallow me
and my life was falling apart.
I began to question the existence of my life
I can understand the emotion behind the writing, however its a cycle and a rule of good then bad then good then bad…very well expressed!
i wish the tiny feathers to glue and never detach, our childhood never evaporates, liked the poem.
loved the emotion/ wish to read more such posts.
peechhe mud kar kal ko dekhna vakai sukhdai hota hai…nice one
Its a nice poem, but dont question about your own existence…. we are all on this earth with some specific purpose……. and that we have to find out and complete our goal.
i agree with parmarji……i have also added my new post…read & leave ur sweet words there
be once again KID……make live your childhood…it happens …you have written if its fact…dont worry it will go..cause every thing is changing nothing is permanent…and if its your thought..dont think like this …enjoy life…..read my post swineflu and english blue ..and enjoy life