Like a Child
LIKE A CHILD
Since childhood I am blowing balloons to release in air and picking pebbles
on stream strand and sandy sea shore, chattering chirping ceaseless like cheerful birds, seeking wisdom from tales, stories, fables.
In last phase I realised Life as game of cards. I have blown airy balloons of
dreamy desires. I had sown seeds of ambition in soil of illusive dream.I built castles sure to be perishables. Whichever I started I am convinced that End is inevitable. Child in me always hankered for toys of passion.
Pebbles I collected shined, sparkled, glistened to be gems of recognition dazzling my look and ultimately made me puzzled. Once successes or emotions seemed peerless. Life long achievements all memorable I cherished in core of my heart. Cycle of Life and Death will wipe off everything ruthless.
Like a child I have played in Past am playing at Present and will have to play in Future in this unknown zone of Cosmos.
like a child to run
purposeless in maize of life
seeking gems in stones.
07/16/22
Copyright © Anisha Dutta | Year Posted 2022
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