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