All the words seem to bunch-up in the head & refused to
untangle
However you try, they seem to knot you up & refuse to
let to think....
Kind of strange that you want to tell so much but the mind
refuses to agree with you
It happens often than I think now that I have sorted my
life... have I?
Morning is a strange time to be with self you have so many
questions about you, life & I am a different person than...
Life seem simple with
the only thoughts of YOU
But it gets totally unruly as the day progresses & led
you to funny situations
That you think will be tackled during the day but by the
evening
You’re still left
with a knotted mind & several unanswered questions
I always thought of me as a bird that can perch on any
branch & sing any song
Live life to the fullest & live life in oblivion but Alas!
It doesn’t seem so
Today I don’t remember that song & my wings are clipped
to the edge
Is this what I want out of my life or this is what I have
come to accept
In those times my life’s most worrying matter was ‘which colour
nail do I use...’?
Sounds that silly today.... Life was so complicated than I thought
but that seemed like cake-walk.
I watched the train whistling most of the day, the railway tracks
are a part of life
I loved the passing train which would let me dream of
unknown destinations
And the adventures connected to the unknown but never got on
one
Because I never understood that I wanted to be freedom without
any
Questions... what was that I still haven’t understood, maybe
one day it will
All come back to me when I know that person that I have
caged inside me
Will be the one to let me make the decisions that I have
just longed
All my life....
Trapped in my own mind with devastating thoughts about life
& the consequences
This has given me no solace at all.
What is that Iam looking for, little desires, little hopes,
little delights...... I don’t know
But as I look forward to being a comfortable soul, I have
little regrets
For not being the lucky BIRD THAT GOT AWAY.....