A Glance!

(Inwards!) Standing upon the deck of life When I see inwards I feel myself Like a flower, wild and uncared for This burns with care and blooms when neglected Obliged I am, to all never bothering to know me The credit of my present being Goes to the two kinds of friends, those, who could never understand me, Those, who always took me in the wrong; (Seawards!) When the soul perishes In a shipwreck of feelings capsized and sunk Lower and deeper never to get washed up The being looks like null and void When the mind is oblivious of smiles and cries When you stop caring for the cherished smile Displayed on lips, missing the pet sick chic, or a stolen doll, or recalling the first ever tears shed On the first foolish crush of the carefree childhood Can one survive such a shipwreck? (Sunwards!) Carrying new dawns in your lap Your paleness is not justified You witness the tears, the terror all day long Is it the reason why you’re pale and sad and lost? Do not deceive me, Marking the end of the dark night Tomorrow again you’ll be up and about Quite upbeat Like a glowing, glistening face of a ready, happy child On his willing roads to school - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - The tears and the terror are but the half-truth!