Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Story of my life (so far)


In a state of serious despair
I nearly pull out all my hair
My mind gags as though there was no air
The whole world feels so unfair

Wake up in the morning and go the train station
Pick and board the shiniest train that has the most action
Meet folks and make friends as you go
Keep switching trains and moving with the crowd flow

Aimlessly and happily you wander and travel
You Let life and its complexities idly unravel
This I feel is the sad story of my life
Not that very hard – never had a Damocles knife

When I hear people say “pursue your passion and dreams”
The corner of my head, full of new ideas, gleams
Before I can even savor and process these thought streams
“This is crazy – will never work” a demon in me screams.

I keep moving, smiling, laughing – hiding the underlying grey
Hoping to be possessed by a demon-slaying passion someday
Chasing the demons – it is the passion’s job or mine?
I keep asking this question doubtfully, while still looking for that “Sign”