At Long Last

 

In the beginning I was just there

Not knowing what was going on

They said I cried

But what it was for

I do not know

The journey of life

Knocked out unconsciousness off me

Now, I am of the know

Running from what hurts

To the arms of love

Everyone has a tale to tell

But that is just the beginning

At some point in life

I get so confused on what to do next

I needed help

But then, who will help me?

Now I know

It is not just a game, but a real life story

One has to survive

And indeed I needed some good times

In all this ups and down of life

Someone is really watching

In the end

Which I know not what it will be like

Tears may be shed

Sighs may be heaved

But then, my path…

May be towed or forsaken

Pass It on

Teach a child how to go about it

It becomes easy

Though you may not want to

When you do not like how you go about things

Then it makes sense not to

But then

Why your way?

When is not worth to be passed on

After all, that is the way you do it

…..  you are wrong?

Unwinding It

Just around the corner
The story changes
And what follows...
You can tell
But only by chance
Of all the options
Why this one?
Honestly that is the true revelation of nature
Good turn bad and the contrary
While taking stock at a particular juncture
..what a creation?