Sunday, July 27, 2008

Real-Me

When the days were dark,

And the nights were bright.

And nothing in the world,

Seemed to be right


A hand comes down,

And holds me tight.

A small assurance to not worry,

And take it light.


I now bask in the sun,

And dance in the rain

There are no more tears,

And no more pain


The days went well,

The nights passed by.

I saw the stars twinkle,

In the dark night sky.


I cherished every moment,

I loved every day,

Didn’t ever think,

If this was ever meant to stay.


Soon the unexpected happened,

And the grip was loosened,

The hand went back,

Leaving my life with a crack.


I was left all alone,

To mend on my own.

To gaze in the dark,

And find my own path.


I took one step at a time,

To gather all that was mine.

I went very steady,

For anything I was ready.


My life was back on track,

Now, without any crack.

It was all brightly shone,

And did it on my own.


I now look back,

And I thank that very hand.

For I now work under the sun bright,

And sleep well at Night.

2 comments:

Unknown said...

Sounded like taken from Chetan Bhagat(also called Bhaggu girls always take this name,i never know why)one night@call centre of someone holding the hand...its like someone holding a hand..i didnt like the concept..but these are the poems u write...so they are meant to be unrealistic...i think i m overreacting...but nice work

Unknown said...

really....like it!! very practical...i m sure every person has gone through such a phase in life...very encouraging!!!really a nice piece of work...keep it up!!