Birth
There he lay
Smiling and giggling
In the comfort of his cradle.
His birth marking
The birth of new possibilities
The birth of new hopes.
Ignorant of what
Life holds for him,
He thrives ahead.
As he grows
He unlocks new mysteries.
Even falls sometimes
But gathers courage
To rise a bit more high.
Uncertain he becomes
Ambiguous he himself turns,
But he learns to be himself.
The more he learns,
The less it appears.
But he realizes each time,
That life holds a lot more
Still many pebbles
Are left unturned.
He realizes that
His life has a purpose
His birth had a purpose.
He realizes that
There's no wrong in breaking
Because, he still
Is a man in the making.
-Vipin Pratap
Copyright © Vipin Pratap | Year Posted 2017
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