A short poem created in 1995, when the world seemed to be collapsing around a confused teenager. I crossed that bridge to become what I am today. A confused dad. This is dedicated to the force that led me here.... and beyond.
Titled: fooling me into living (Dec 21, 1995)
Tensely
I exclaimed that I just couldn’t sit to study.
“Don’t”, He said.
I finished off the syllabus within two days.
I am lonely because I don’t have any friends.
“Congratulations”.
It is always lonely, He said, at the top.
I gave the performance of a lifetime. It was a flop.
He smiled.
I was “far ahead of my era to be appreciated.”
I have no goodness in me and my life is a mess.
“Agreed.”
I decided to live, and with the badness, after all.
I discovered that He’d been lying all along, to me.
“Of course
I lied”, He said, “...to let you discover the truth.”
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4 comments:
Ossum poem
Loved the poem.
It was written on my birthday.(couldnt help noticing the date)
thanks for stopping by
Cheers
preeti
you must share your poems with me least now! :)
such brilliant stuff! and not knowing what school to send your child to is hardly a sign of confused parent!
you are a super Dad! :)
cheers!
I don't think Cub needs any school with parents like you guys...poori education uski ghar pe hi ho jaayegi...school to sirf naam ke liye hote hain...
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