....Jo dil kahe...always wahi kare..!
DON’T BE PUPPETS...
As a child I was tortured,
My wings had been punctured.
Papa, wanted me to be a Dr.,
Which stole away my laughter.
I wanted to be a writer,
& aim of life brighter.
Lucrative life dad wanted,
& all this on me he imparted.
I ignored my passion,
& followed my relation.
I was walking on line drawn,
Hugging fate with face frown.
Keeping mouth shut I walked,
As obedient son I talked.
Under papa’s shadow I kept,
To my dreams I really left.
And then,
In trying to be a Doctor,
I killed a great writer.
I lived a fake life,
Not making passion my wife.
But today,
‘Mirror’ I can’t face,
As I was just in a rat-race.
Life can’t rewind today,
while clinics give me no gay.
I didn’t follow my heart,
And so my soul went apart.
Thus, to you I say...
Believing in your own nuggets,
Don’t be puppets..DON’T BE PUPPETS.
---janvi sonaiya..
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