On a sunday morning , christ knows what made a nerd like me wake up so early!!!
As i peeped out of the window , i could feel the fresh air blowing my hair , i could neither see the sun nor the rays it was just the light ; the tress looked mesmerizing with the dew drops as they could ever be....
Noticing the scenic beauty, there was a flood of thoughts that made me ponder. When the things are new they always look beautiful and full of hope, a new morning , a new born baby , a new car , a new wife.....
But when they achieve a stability , why do we tend to change them . Things we like in the beginning we often unknowingly change them as those things are no more an apple in your eyes for which you were in love with the respective.
this actually made me think that nothing in this world is actually yours , you live all your life for the people around you making them happy as their happiness tend to make you happy , even when you forget what makes you happy....
The life discreets in explaining and justifying yourself that you ain't here for a thee but still the things do not change then why does the morning changes??
Why can't it remain with its watery dew??
As the sun raised arriving with its rays melting the dew drops there was just a sigh that made me cry
DON'T CHANGE JUST BE THE SAME!!!
If it's true to some extent of your feelings, then you have a long way to go Shuchi.
ReplyDeleteGod Bless ya, keep writing.
Very well composed suchi, it's great stuff, to answer ur question in the poem, change is the only permamnet thing...
ReplyDelete@kaizen....thnx for ur appreciation ,....firstly my name is shuchi it aint suchi !!! and secondly it aint a poem its a blog....goshhh
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