Do you suffer from a loveless life?
You are not alone in this world,
As no one is happy but miserable,
Even if they are blessed with love.
Cut of the expectation after a point,
And focus on how to live this life,
For you may not get this life again,
Stop chasing after love that’s fake.
You can’t undo the wasted time,
Waiting for finding the lost love,
But do yourself a favor forgetting,
The past that’s worthless and nil.
I see him daily near a mall,
Under a tree selling fruits,
As the hot sun scorches dry,
Hiding under an umbrella.
It’s no wonder that struggle,
Is the same for everyone,
It’s the choice that decides,
How you lead your life!
Life is not a bed of roses,
Some work hard to earn,
Some have money to spend,
Either ways it’s unpredictable!
Oh! what a feeling is to drive,
A car that grows me wings,
As I accelerate and shoot,
On the road feeling liberated!
It’s no easy job if you panic,
Of the crowd that may abuse,
If you hit someone by mistake!
But being positive can only help.
The ride feels so good and cool,
I forget everything that bothers,
Travel in my world that is new,
And none but me racing fast!
Love not the irresponsible,
As they have no conscience,
Turn a monster to defend themselves,
A lifetime torture you can not escape.
No use grieving about yourself,
The solution is to ignore or ditch,
As there is one life and its precious,
Waste not for the stone hearted liars!
Think wise to end the loveless life,
Engaging in exploring your passion,
To live the life you always desired,
Free from heartbreak and bullying.
None will go till grave with you,
So get used to walk or fly alone,
You may get to know people,
On the way of life journey!
Keep them as pals for the time,
But don’t cling to them for life,
For you may die inside if alone,
But can fly high if you fly alone.
One has the right to ditch you,
Accept it with much courage,
As you have to let them go,
For love must be spontaneous!
Never hated my Math teacher,
Though I cursed the subject,
She had a beautiful handwriting,
Her steps were so clear and legible.
Had no real personal life for herself,
As some heartless left her all alone,
Have never seen such a sad soul,
Who put her heart in teaching.
Decades passed but my heart broke,
When I saw her name in obituary,
Didn’t cry but with a heavy heart,
Enquired why she left so early,
Felt so bad she refused chemo,
As she may felt to end the pain!
The faded wall spoke stories,
Of Math, cartoon scribblings,
And a computer picture,
Must have been a small kid!
Painful time in the cancer ward,
Hurt me as how the tiny one,
Suffered in the grip of the disease,
As even adults would grow weak.
Didn’t have the guts to enquire,
About her and her existence,
But the stories on the wall flash,
On my inner mind and haunt me!