Friday, January 2, 2009

The Change

That corner that day
Somewhere along that scary way

The one that is called life
The one that is so much trite

So much so that I lost who I am
And got sucked in, the heavy jam

The one that clogs ones heart and brain
And makes him one of the same

A common man on the road
He who visits everyday to the God's abode

In hope that sometime things will change
And this and that will be my range

I will have my little desires
When sun sets down and they spark the fire

Life will be over but not much grief
That I lived my full, not much a thief

That the life I lived was nothing great
But an impression I did create

On those whoever passed that way
Made slightly happy and gay

By the brief contact they had
Who touched my life, even when sad

That I brought them some tears of joy
Colors and fun and frolic ahoy

But of thousands dreams and hundred desires
Very few did I transpire

Just kept thinking when will arrive
The right the time to sharp the knife

And start with full speed ahead
When preps are done and inertia is dead

I waited and waited and kept delaying
What I should already have been saying

And then came in my life you called hope
There was a sudden burst of cheer and dope

I was flying on the seventh sky
Something I never did try

But all hope and love and life vanished soon
And I was left with a lonely doom

But still life is not much a pain
I am a common man trying some in vain

Someday I hope that I will succeed
With you or without today there is no need

But somewhere in my heart it does hurt
That I without you, you lovely bird

May be you don’t even exist as far as I know
And that is the difference for real, really so

And that does ease some pain
And life wont be boring same

That change has come I today decide
That I will be the change I want to drive

Wish me luck and Gods you pray
For I will never say

That I wanted you by my side
But still aint so bad without you as aide

This too as everything shall pass
And I wont repent the heavy loss

But rest assured may you never know
Rest assured that I ever show

- The change, by myself on a cold winter night this year when sleep was costly.

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