Traversing the deserted memory lane
treasuring glimpses of my childhood
reminiscing shades of myself
a sudden realization shuddered me
I forgot to live
An immature amenable child
I followed the path led by adults
teenage soon followed
glistening with all its colors
however…
convoluted adolescence succumbed
to anxiety and dominance of peers
emulation entranced the brain
with cocktail of hormones defying all restraints
I did not live the teen I dreamt
How elated I was the day I grew into an adult
autonomy and liberty being nutrient of this cult
however…
the days of this era soon resembled a hurricane
indecision and uncertainty befell its domain
life was fraught with struggles of career
years exhausted in distress and fear
I did not live the adult I dreamt
Love and marriage walked hand in hand
what a bliss to have the one who understands
however…
seeds of trust and care bore fruits unplanned
obligations and expectations competed to command
responsibilities always crowned the list offhand
time was a deficit item, inaccessible underhand
I did not live the life I dreamt
How many roles we play in one life
how many lives we touch in one life
how many lives we gratify in one life
however…
we forget to assuage our desires in our life
we forget to touch our souls in our life
we forget to gratify ourselves in our life
we forget to live for ourselves in one life
Yes, vandana. Very well put across. We often look back and feel, this is not how I wanted to live… Could relate to it.
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Thanks Deepika. I’m glad you could relate to it. This is often the way we spend our lives without caring a moment for ourselves.
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So beautifully written, Vandana and such a nostalgic effect plus all what we have gone thru our lives in such a short and simple moving poem. Great.
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Very true
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Thanks Kamal. I appreciate your kind words.
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Welcome Vandana.
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yes…we have forgotten to live….we just live to die one day…..what a pity…..
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Yes…We are hostages of time…Living the life as it comes… Thanks for your views.
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my pleasure….F and F….regards….
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Beautifully written and relate-able by so many women. We spend so much time living for others.
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Simply written yet a beautiful poem depicting the harsh reality in today’s era. People are so engrossed in collecting the means to live that they simply forget to live. Loved it Vandana. Amazing work indeed. 🙂
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True one!!!!!Sadly yes,we loose every moment of life thinking about future and when looking back we regret what has happened.The choice of words very well suit for the scenarios described.A diversified post:)
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Thank you so much for your loving words! Apologies for delayed response…was off WP for last few days.
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Very well written Vandana … I think lots of us just go through the motions of life and just not realizing it very meaningful poem
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Thanks dear. I am glad it spoke to you the way it was intended to 🙂
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