I'm walking on the road, with no idea of what I'm going to do,
and all similar mates, is whom I wish to relate it to.
With increase in age, responsibility piled up,
and right now I feeling sorry for being cooped up.
Now I feel that phase of life's being wrong,
spending all childhood days just hearing the school bell gong.
In spite of long term introspection,
I still feel an affliction,
thinking of all my childhood privileges.
Thinking of all these I vanish in pain,
enjoying the pleasantness of the moment just before it is about rain.
I'm uncertain what adulthood has got for me.
Accepting that uncertainty is the thing that fuels the soul,
making humans think, react and learn and comforting them like a vole.
I see a kid running towards me, with lot of joy and energy.
I thought of the younger me, being so identical like the kid,
jovial and joyous , who never lamented about silly shit.
Time to change, uncertainty fuels the soul
only to make us grow old day by day,
make us grow bolder than the previous day,
to grow physically and mentally mature.
The kid made me realize ,living the moment
would make you devoid of reasons to lament.
I decided to change,
SO, can I
START OVER?š
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This is beautiful man! Way to go RK!
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