"Some days when I am able to pick a pen and write, I know I have been blessed."~Savita

Welcome to my blog. In my quiet hours I seek to touch the depth of myself and my surroundings. My thoughts that take form of poetry are just the scratches on the surface of life as it reveals to me. Wrapped in a delicate veil of symbolism and ambiguity these verses and expressions also fulfill my desire to share a bit of my self with others. I hope reading them would be as enjoyable for you as writing them has been for me.

Thursday, December 9, 2021

Adulthood

 When one is challenged to be 

One’s own guide,

And stirrer of his own destiny,

That is a mark of adulthood.


When one enters the world

Beyond the protection of parents,

And the guidance of teachers,

That is when adulthood starts.


When friends and siblings move

With their own commitments, 

And you are to find your own path

That is when adulthood starts.


When one is responsible for

Fruits and thorns of one’s decisions,

looks at that grey vacant sky

And screams in pain for why me!

That is when adulthood starts.


When you walk those busy streets

And find not a friendly glance,

Drink your coffee standing alone 

And world feels a stranger to you,


And you come to realize that you 

Are your best friend and best guide

That is when adulthood starts. 


When you have been beaten and

Hammered every step of the way,

Have buried all your frustrations,

Persevered in all your failures and

Still get up boldly to start over,


Not only you have accepted the

Challenges of being an adult but

You have learned the adulthood’s

Finest lessons that life has to offer.


6. 28. 2017