Uphill and all alone Sitting on the boulder
Chirping to my conscience
I spoke to myself
I had to speak and it was a need
I had to dig my inner self
I had to read my worth
I had to mystify my heart and that was a need
It was as if I buried my inner self
It was as if I am a stranger now to myself
It was as if I am going to restore few emotions
It was as if I am going to reconstruct my evolution
Winding up my whole present
Covering up my whole past
Sneaking into a new era
Somewhat familiar but strange too
My protest against myself
My rebuke against my own living
Even though the stream of my life was not running dry,
I wanted to innovate inside a new being
Even though not accused by anyone
Even though pointed out by none
I still feel a need to modify
I still feel a need to rectify
Insights into the working of my heart
Insights into the budding of my mind
Gave me a feeling of anonymity
Gave me nothing but an irony
Change the whole thing
Change the life style
Be an icon of spring
Be a reflection of optimism....came the answer!
Uphill and all alone
Sitting on the boulder
Chirping to my conscience
I spoke to myself
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