There is a
journey…
It starts from a
sight. Or maybe from a word.
A phrase, a
sentence or anything new that has come into your life.
You see it, not
just for what physical form it has,
But for what it
means to you.
A new job, a new
teacher at school
or maybe a new
toy that you have got.
You dream… of a
world that this thing,
This sight that
has presented itself before you
For the first
time, can take you to.
Then you understand that this world is not
so far away after all.
It is tangible,
so near and so real –
You wish for it.
You want to touch it – its feel
Then all of a
sudden – you can’t live without it…
It is in your
thoughts, all the time
In every breathe
– “It will be mine”
You fall in love,
with something so unknown
Unaware – that
you will be torn…
One fine day,
expectations disappear
You meet your
worst fear
What could have,
would have and should have dies
“What is”, comes
in its place… sighs
You see the
reality, you touch it and feel it
You realize that
it is just shit!
It starts with a
feel of loss. “I wanted much more!”
Then you find
out, the reality is actually sore
“Oh no matter, I
can handle things”
You have no idea,
what disaster it brings
“This is sheer
torture”, you cry…
To get rid of it,
you can only try
Then you realize
– this is forever
You moan and cry…
atleast for something better
Alas! All in
vain! You are helpless…
Your life is in
total mess…
Engulfed you are
by frustration
Dried out
completely of all emotion
As barren as
desert your life becomes
You take it all
as it comes
For there is no
other choice
You don’t even
have a voice
Some say it is
about your perception
“Screw you and
your perception!”
Low on
confidence, devoid of faith,
You are sure that
your life is a waste
And your poet has
nothing to tell you
Atleast not now…
But someday in
future just look up these words
And recall – this
is what the blogger said all along
An angel will come
along and take you to a world
That you had
forgotten for so very long
It is not escape,
it is not paradise
It something so
much more beautiful
No longer will
you hear any lies
Understand that
your day are going to be fruitful
Who is that
angel? You will never know
The wait for her
is probably the sweetest thing in life
When you see her
you won’t bow
But she will give
you till your heart will suffice
What is it she
give you?
Why ofcourse, the
most wonderful thing in the universe
Hope
(And trust me,
from there on things are worth the wait!)
Love
