I wrote this poem a week or so before my 18th birthday and it was supposed to be read on the special occasion in front of everyone as a gesture of gratitude. But, including many other things that I had planned for my birthday, it never came to disclosure. And despite what everyone seeks, I think there's power in being unacknowledged, being hidden and secured. I could imagine the odd impacts of my poem during a family event and hence, my conscience never allowed me to recite it. "Things are valued more when hidden", it said.
Now, it's been about three months and I have been wanting to save it here; that is in case, a loss of data occurs in future. I can not risk to lose this poem. It may not be literally rich, but the values it keeps within is quite precious for me to lose. So, here follows my poem.
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If years are just supposed to roll by
How did I live them?
Since I have lived, and I have learnt
How could I keep them aside then?
Life has been a classroom and
This World has been my mate
Teachers are the People
who taught opening the gate
World is big and how I really wish
I could see every bit of it
With love and with life
I could live every moment of it
Tears to laughter
Silence to speaking
Emotions came and left
And myself, I kept making.
I have been resentful
I have been lost
Life had created moments
That I found immensely unjust
It hasn't been a piece of cake
Neither it has been impossible
I always had something in me
Which said, "You are capable"
To all those who made me happy
To all those who made me sad
I would like to look back for a while and see
Even those at whom I've been mad.
How do I feel?
Ask a disoriented sailor of the ocean
How he feels when he gets a glimpse of an island
I have turned myself into someone
Of whom I never even imagined
Change is inevitable
So is time
So, how could you make certain
That things are going to be just the same and fine?
The journey has not come to the end
It is on the edges of the mountain
This is where the climb begins
The cliffs seem to be tall and scary
But the journey still remains
And, I do not wish to be scared or weary
I passed across the lands that seemed impassable
I happened to meet things..
Things that bothered me, but not for long
I have even crossed regions where
I did not need to be strong
Where I could walk by with a smile on the face
Where I felt this is where happiness belongs
While in my heart and in my voice,
Stayed many beautiful songs.
This is my message of gratitude
From the bottom of my heart
There awaits a journey hereafter
Which requires a great start.
For everyone and everything, about I care
Now, there is a life ahead of me, where I shall fare
Pray that my will prevails over my fears
And, cheers to what I have passed
"Eighteen amazing years"
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Thank you for reading. Every reader means a lot to me.
Love, Pran❤️
