Vasanth M
I Ain’t old to complain
Yet too young to be worried
My pals seem to enjoy more
While I miss to be Whole
A belief of many – all pain shreds off at home
An exception, am I?
For me It began there
Busy are my parents
With no time to care
Loneliness I had always felt
With none to share
Off, they go day & night
Some business that keeps them tight
A lonely cuckoo – I felt
Left in wilderness -its song unheard!
A constant run to amass more
For a person least they have known
Days passed in emptiness
A sudden shift of weather
In the world and of mine
Plagued by war and fear
People left in constant tears
For me, a boon from the force unknown
Surreal but, true
A scene I longed to see
The two souls staying with me
We talked, laughed & fought
A joy so profound
No treasure could have brought
An unusual spring and my life so poetic
While all the world was chaotic
Few forced days together
I Wished the time had stood still
Deep, down my heart
There struck a new thought
Disasters can be good!!