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The Stages Of Life.

The Stages Of Life.

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Take a step up.

Drop a step-down.

Life is a game.

It's pulling us all around.

 

Once when I was young 

My thoughts, rather cluttered and stunned.

Finding joy in the smallest of things.

Look at the fine people and look at their bling-bling.

Too little to have my own conscience,

Too young to judge any deviants,

Very little of use.

Yet a precious treasure

My mother would never lose.

Love was abundant,

Care was copious 

Nothing to worry,

Never in any hurry.

 

Took a step up,

A toddler no longer.

A child now I am,

A bit more comprehending,

Mischievous and a seeker of fun.

The world is marvelous, people more so.

Everything is pretty and bright. 

I want to play with everything in sight. 

Yet rather defenseless, but not really that senseless.

Stranger-danger rings true to my core, 

Developing mind, still not fully grown. 


Adolescence now I am, 

Full of feelings, full of this rage. 

I do not know how to cope,

How to stop injustice?!

How to stop this corrupted world?!

The feelings, the emotions!

No one taught me how to handle, 

Being an almost adult. 

Too young to do anything,

But feeling too old to be sitting still.

I didn't know, the more I will see of this world,

The more I will come to resent.

It consumes me so, I rage, I rage!

Yet I do not cry,

I do not know how to handle my feelings,

So I push it all down inside. 


I have become an adult,

A little more grounded, but a lot more strung.

I know more things, I know more feelings.

There is an understanding in me,

My rage softens by compassion and sympathy.

It is not just about me, it is everything I could be.

The world is all around me,

Compelling me to be better than I could be.

I wish to change the world, I wish to change myself.

So much to do, so little time!

I might need two more lives to turn this world around. 

Impatience leaks, but determination peaks.

Not yet the wisest but definitely the hardest worker. 

Eyes set in steel,

I look towards a future

Which would give us all a much, much better deal?



Now I am old,

I have lived a life full of grays and golds.

Content but still yearning, just some more time,

To enjoy the rest of my short life.

I wish to be loved, I wish to be remembered,

I wish to love, I wish to give as much as I got.

I wish to be remembered as someone who has always fought.

My time is numbered,

But my will is the strongest, it has ever been.

I will look death in the eye, 

I will not cower.

My life, a story of up and down hills.

I lived, I lived and I lived,

Some regrets here and there.

But I lived with my heart burning bright, 

And my light reaching new skies.

It is time to go but I will still live,

My teachings, my ideas, and thoughts,

Will go on forever.

And I will truly live, 

In the hearts of those who cared,

Even in those who don't.

But I will still live.

 

 Engraved in the earthen support of life

I go by the changes with hope and fright,

I grow, I grow and I grow. 

I make mistakes, learn new things,

And I forget more than I could cope. 

I leave imprints of me in this world, 

Maybe someone will find an imprint,

And learn my story.

And who knows what they will do with this discovery?


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