The Story In Poetry

Ram walked through the door,

Unaware of the light,

School is the lovely place,

That shrugs off the night,

Slight hesitation persists,

Who knows about the future?

Human is still human,

He is a different creature,

Ram rests his bag and wondered,

‘Oh lord two more years to go,

Study, Study, Study and Study,

No matter fierce heat or snow,

Suddenly the teacher entered,

Attention is now required,

Ram tried to find the logic,

And the teacher inquired,

Oh God! You are a fool,

Don’t remember a sum,

Ram was further depressed,

Expecting the word, awesome,

The numbers were tiny,

Ram’s attention, acting as a ghost,

Words were flying,

He was standing as a host,

The lecture ended soon,

Ram sat more depressed,

The education system gets boost,

After a student got suppressed,

Ram entered into the lab,

Understood the task,

Started his experiment,

And forgot about the flask,

The acid wasn’t basic,

And lab assistance pounced,

He lectured Ram again,

But everything bounced,

And the bell rang,

Signaled lovely lunch,

Girls started to sound,

Boys went for a punch,

Ram went to play,

Only thing that excites,

Who cares about the future?

Who cares about the plights?

He swung the bat with energy,

Alas! He missed the ball,

Still, he ran blindly,

Resulted in a dangerous fall,

Realizing his failure with the bat,

He stood up in a flash,

The bell rang again, sighed,

Saw a board before the clash,

The salty spring of life,

Reprimands present and future,

A constant learning

What learning is this?

Ram thought from within,

He walked off the ground,

Entered in with a burned skin,

The time quickly tickled,

School was now completed,

Tension seems to be depleted,

Ram now chuckled,

But the future was still far,

No one knows the destiny,

What exists is scrutiny,

What we remember is a scar,

He dived into his soul,

As if diving inside a subject,

Searched like an object,

His ultimate goal,

The result was awesome,

He came up with a solution,

Enchanting, enticing, no- it’s engineering,

But was it handsome?

Tickled by the thoughts,

Hovering around,

Engulfed by the confusion,

Swept by the herd,

Total devastation was in line,

Omnipresent God is a myth,

Rectification of errors is life,

Yes, he played the game,

Inside are just thoughts,

Nasty, nostalgic & naughty,

Passion is to be developed,

Otherwise, it would be a mirage,

Energy depletes in a second,

Trinity follows the same,

Ram wasn’t clear, still,

Yes, like every other human,

Astounded, he looked above,

By chance or by birth,

Come on lord, show me the way,

Damn! Who am I?

Engulfed in this body,

Freedom waits for me,

God! Tell me the way,

How can I choose?

Inept emotions and thoughts,

Journey is a puzzle,

Knowingly unknown,

Lie and pride, all around,

My head is paining,

No, God! Show me the path,

Oh!, he saw a girl,

Perfect depiction of an angel,

Queen of hearts,

Ram went close to the window,

Sighs were all around,

Timeless beauty she was,

Unmatched and lovely,

Vibes could be felt,

Xeroxing the sensations,

Winning or losing the battle,

Yes, God was still silent,

Zoom, a sound broke his attention.

Oh,

My queen,

You are a,

Beautiful rose,

And now I can smell,

The fragrance around me,

Is attracting my senses,

Ram was thinking aloud, and now,

By any mean possible, Oh God,

He only wanted to meet his angel

He ran towards the shop in search of love,

And he found her standing and gazing,

She must have forgotten something,

Ram thought of helping her love,

But the words were hiding,

He walked closer,

Was unable,

To speak up,

Oh! Poor,

Chap,

And she left the place,

Leaving Ram with a broken heart,

In the midst of rain,

He was feeling as dirt,

He followed her love,

In hope of a glance,

But she hugged her lover,

Leaving for him no chance,

Oh the silence of love,

Has killed another guy,

What is love he thought?

Is this a truth or a lie?

But that was the truth,

He had to live with it,

In this strange love story,

Before meeting they split,

And Ram sighed,

Realizing his future,

Oh no, someone collided,

Giving him a thought to nurture,

I am sorry! She said,

Ram was hypnotized,

She smiled and repeated,

Ram got energized,

Oh, it’s fine, I am cool,

What about you?

She smiled again at him,

Gave him a clue,

And suddenly the desert,

Turned into a garden,

All flowers blossomed,

The Patient got a warden,

The stars started shining,

For sighs, now no room,

In an instant life changed,

The gloom turned into a boom

‘Hi, I am Ram’ He uttered,

She was looking at him,

Let’s have a coffee,

He took the chance, so slim,

They had a good time,

Love has been forgotten,

Friendship was raining,

Desires were rotten,

Ram escaped the depression,

With the friendship so cute,

His life kept blossoming,

The tragedies became mute.

But the selection of future,

Had now become the past,

The tragedy of the young,

Ammunition for the blast,

Ram trod the path,

Of luck and desire,

The bleak past of his,

Had extinguished that fire,

Amidst the family pressure

He lost his own battle,

Lost his real treasure

Ready to become a cattle,

The fire that illuminates,

The body and the soul,

The human lives without it,

Forgetting his true goal,

And Ram continued his life,

With no motive and pride,

A body lived for years,

whose soul had already died.

One day he came across a mirror,

What a change upside down,

No excitement, no crown,

He was filled with terror,

He again collided with a man,

Oh, I am sorry, he said,

Its fine son and he paid,

Rahul was suffering from tan,

You seem to be tense,

The old man asked,

Rahul thought he was masked,

‘I was thinking too dense’

Oh, disinterested I think,

The old man smiled,

Rahul got filed,

He didn’t even blink,

Life is a package Son,

Accept everything around,

Listen to every sound,

And leave yourself stun,

There is good and bad,

Which completes the circle,

Success isn’t a miracle,

Be thankful for what you had

After tapping his shoulder,

He left, clearing the plight,

Rahul started feeling light,

As If, got rid of a boulder,

Oh, this is spirituality,

When we live in the present,

Mix package of style and dent,

We understand the duality,

A smiled crossed his face,

Started feeling light and fine,

Looked at his watch, Oh God it’s nine,

He is now out of the race

Spirituality helped to soak,

The future and the past,

Both don’t last,

And that’s the joke,

Now Rahul was clear,

It’s now to act,

Life is free, no pact,

He now accepted everyone as dear,

This created magic,

And his life took a turn,

He lived happily,

Even during the churn,

The real spirituality,

Is this understanding of life,

Everything will come and go,

Whether happiness or strife.

Life is just a game,

Stars doesn’t stay forever,

Acceptance of Soul