Standing At the Horizon

Pushed her womb from North to South Born with a silver spoon in my mouth I cried and cried and had swollen eyes Surprised to see, my mother still smiled Played a lot in her arms Entered a life full of charms Believing in all fairy tales heard Had my own beliefs, though absurd Then buried under depths of teenage Pushed into orthodox caverns of stone-age Amidst I fretted for cramming inked words Still couldn’t reach the expectations how absurd! Leaving ‘teen’ entering a new phase Peeping into the mirror, searching for my true face Became a good human, gave people smiles Parents gave an inch, I took it a mile Got tied with threads of 7 circles Made promises to stand together against all hurdles Then my existence took a re-birth Stood my children unearthed Took deep care & paved a way for them to live A reflection of values that yet my parents give Getting older and older, day by day Lacking depth, in what I say As now, that silver spoon has rusted With nothing left, I stand disgusted When I was born decades were to come Now I stand ahead centuries undone I came in this world and I cried And could see a world that smiled & now when I’m going I smile Leaving behind a world to cry Covering my body, With my heart pumping its last beat All colours fading to a white sheet Closed my eyes now forever Knowing I won’t get this life ever Repenting for all my hurtful deeds Regretting for every unsown seed Standing at the Horizon Where ocean and sky meet No way to take a turn Time for me and God to meet Reaching the Horizon of Life & Death Phew! I took my last breath.