The Path Much Travelled

Entered the world kicking away to glory

Trying to fight the unknown with those tiny frail ones

 

Took a little help to graduate from four to twos

Initially awkward but walking replaced crawling for ever

 

Squeezed into the squeaky shoes and jumped into puddles

Climbed never ending trees, jumped over countless fences

 

Stepped into converse and soon began to run

Conquered all the tracks and cross country challenges

 

Slipped into stilettos and sashayed with pride and confidence

But ran into a shell every time the heart broke

 

Coloured nails peeked out, tattooed ankle displayed proudly

Balanced well on the pencil heels, after all the extra ‘shots’

 

Entered into corporate and up the ladder they ran

Ran away from life, ran away from self

 

Lost track of time but not the way

Tired, they just want to slow down

 

Finally they meet someone who promise to share the journey

Not in the unseen seven lives but in this one for sure

 

Journey becomes simpler and complicated

Yet worthwhile all along the way

 

Soon many tiny ones join them

Struggling through kicking crawling and walking

 

Guided through the way

Warned about the thorny paths by the experienced

 

Steps are now slowly taken

Enjoying every memory that was made

 

Soon the awkward walk revisited, it was time to say goodbye

Looked back at marvelled at the footsteps left behind

 

They weren’t sure if they trod a forbidden path

But were reassured that it was the most travelled path.

 

 

 

 

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That feeling

Some random lines I wrote. It’s not a poem or anything. Ever felt that feeling when you are extremely low or sad or anxious without actually knowing the reason for it. It’s so irritating and frustrating right! One day I was feeling the same and just put pen to paper that time and wrote whatever came to my mind that time. Bet you been through it too! (Psst..no editing has been done here, so it’s very raw and random! )

Fiddling, tapping, meddling

Mind’s blank or stuffed with infinite things

Eyes closed, head gently hitting the wall

Walking round in circles, aimlessly

Music blasting and echoing everywhere

In the house, ears and mind

Nothing makes sense, what is happening

Curbing the urge to smoke or kill someone

Flicking through novels, typing random words

Trying to connect the feelings, the music and words together

Lame attempts at decoding the cruel games

Played by the life, heart, mind or people

Shuffling the playlist to find the perfect song

That describes how I feel

Biting the lips, chipping nail paint not calming

Comfort food or a hug is needed

Playing the reel of good memories

No, they don’t help either

Stringing together words should help

But what if they are as random as these

A run, a pet or just a good conversation

A good read or that one text

Something, anything, come cheer me up

Help me name what I’m feeling

No, this isn’t insanity

I’m just restless.