By Sweta Pandey
I'm the bamboo shoots
Oh sorry! Everyone
For the inconvenience
I'd have caused for the delay
In facing the world!
I was preparing myself
Buried deep inside the ground shell,
Nurturing myself!
It took me so long to come out
Where every other plant
Waving and growing
It took me a li'l while!
I won't say seeing all this
I was happy and calm,
I was also having fear of missing out
But then preparing myself was tough
Not just physically but mentally!
It's critical to keep myself
Grounded for a while,
I have my own struggles
And overcoming that
Will bring me to the new heights!
Now as I'm above the ground,
My growth and maturity is profound!
Everywhere, everything is green and sound!
I'm reaching the heights
More than my dreams allowed!
I can grow more piercing
Across canopy of the woods
But why I'm feeling a sudden ache
At the foot!
Ohh, they're cutting me,
May be I'm not allowed to live more,
Not allowed to grow beyond!
Now will turn as an object to serve them
For building houses, toys and supper instead
As I've seen the world above everyone else,
Is this my destiny
Or I had an option to choose!
May be it would've been better
If I never came out!
I used to be the bamboo shoots,
Now I've lost my identity
And been turned into pieces and traces!