A Journey Of Time...

From a tiny town of little dreams, I got myself far away one day, 

To explore life's journey, leaving those memories to a nest away,

There was chaos in the city; within me, there was a silence,

Struggled to find my way in the lit-up roads, in the emptiness.

Soon a mundane routine took over, I soon forgot to live that life,

I promised to the child in me, emotions became a reluctant belief,

I wanted to make some faces known, but people were too busy,

Then realized how friends are so rare to find, it was not so easy.  

Got my work as my solace for a soul in search of that happiness,

Work, for a while, helped me forget everything, even my loneliness, 

Then there were books, they take you to a world of vivid images,

You sleep with them on your chest, to see those emerging faces.

Then music happens and they help you heal your wounded soul,

You find your own little space in the crowded city, your brief role,

Some strings vibrate to take you down the long memory lane,

You have an unexplored path ahead, with that unknown fear of rain.

How I thought, life happens over a warm cup of coffee in hand,

The cool breeze of winter touching your face, your inner strand,

You have two eager ears to hear you for a whole little lifespan,

You live for this moment, leave everything to live's a bigger plan.

Life was not meant to seek comfort, it was neither a stubborn fort,

It is a heap of soil, to build bricks and home with love & effort,

It was not meant to claim your ownership of love, joy or care,

It is meant to give gratitude for every fulfilled moment of desire.

Time is an unstoppable witness of our varied & numerous stories,

How brief our role here, how we are just a bunch of memories,

The friends we lost on our way, the love we squandered away,

The costly stuff often passed by us in the most nonchalant way.

I recollect how tough unknown and lonely journeys can become,

To gather the courage to stand in the rain, face the hard storm,

To wait endlessly for the dark night to be over for bright sunshine,

When you get up from that slumber and get out from that confine.

When after a tough fight and win, you look back to retrospect,

You see those wins and some losses with a sense of respect, 

You realize how all your wishes and prayers, the universe hears, 

And, how a bunch of impatient days leads to some incredible years.