Shift

Shift I finally manage to turn my head away From the noise, the dirt, And decay, The ghosts who are no more there My judge causing separation and hurt And just loves to compare. And now I can understand, when you say “Live this moment, Live this day As if it were your last, Only then will you know That there is no future or past. And like Van Gogh: Always continue to create And not care What some people say - Even if they hate, Ridicule, negate And fearfully glare. Or if You are accepted, Ignored, seen… Or rejected. And then you can reclaim the treasures You hid when you were fourteen And had completely forgotten and neglected”. © Sangeet Portals 2022