After a long time, I sit with my pen today,
To come close to my words lost in the 'Run'!
'The Run of Life' as they say!
Angry and annoyed are these hidden in cocoon,
To disturb and unfold which, scared I am!
As long as in cocoon 'they are there' I feel,
To protect them is to keep them there, I feel.
But I know I forget their anger.
I ask them to stay knowing they want to sprout,
I keep them hidden while I run the race.
I shout and scold to make them shut,
To whine and cry when they lose the fight!
To keep them there is selfish I know.
To let them grow is a relish I know.
Blurred by the run, I suppress their breath,
Lost in the run, I miss my breath!
So today I sit, to prick a hole,
To give them some, life and soul :-)
I want to run clinging onto them,
While they breathe and shine as a 'gem' :-)
Thorns on the path, they will soon meet I know,
But time it is for them to come out and know..
That all I did was for the love for them and just to see them someday grow :-)
