The Canvas Of Life

Ah! Those days of unbridled joy... 

 

Make me nostalgic

as I recount the saga with fondness the vistas of pure fun and frolic

my over sized satchel housed nuggets of happiness 

my first bi-cycle that incurred the envy of many 

and I rode with elan, let spirits soar high

my infatuations and first love ... 

My indulgences and much more 

are hung to mind's wall like an exquisitely framed photograph 

they painted my world in colors of rainbow

 spawned dreams drenched in nuances of furor 

and I poured every drop of me to salvage absolute tryst with core 

some episodes per se were gory ...  

Sobs, pain teemed my story 

I mourned, cried bitterly grieving the loss of dear ones 

cursed fate for not supporting stance 

my eyes welled up, pensive mood filled platter

I was haunted by loneliness and words were spelled with tears

At last, I found shelter in the alleys of silence

slowly learned to cope with sorrow ...

acted along dotted lines of perseverance

peace of mind, I tried to find 

beyond the gleaming side of life

by then, I had realized that... 

Only a painful heart, dares to merge with the source 

and pines for the sublime.