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.
Copyright © Priyum Bajaj | Year Posted 2015
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