My Life as a Poem
23rd Jan, 2025
- As a child, I played never having a toy
- Yet build them with bangle box always with joy
- Books were my friends, NCERT as a norm
- Crawled them line by line, just like a bookworm
- I played marbles and trump cards without cash
- Yet earned a lot, the money from the trash
- I threw them all as soon as I was promoted to 6th
- If I didn’t, mom will burns them all, that was fixed
- Soon I managed school, tuition, computer and English classes all at once without hesitation,
- A child that worked hard, never realising his never ending dedication
- Of course they called me Virus, as my logic and answers were immense,
- The only thing I lacked was a good dressing sense
- With same t shirt and teared jeans, I felt like a logical person not less than celebrity
- Then Lalit and Sanskar said, always speaking logic or wearing anything isn’t pretty
- Love wasn’t in my syllabus so I never made a rush
- Until psycho like Sakshi said “who is your crush?”
- Then enters Aroma, her attitude on her face
- The only among all with whom this boy remains
- She went from my life forever, but I am not guilty
- As I confessed, got rejected, thanks to my personality
- I was that topper who has often scored well
- Yet failed to express emotions like what the hell!
- I improved day by day, made friends but never crossed the line of friendship,
- But who knew this introvert could too have a memorable relationship
- “Is it really a relationship?” came in my mind
- I shrugged and broke up, the answer I didn’t find
- Someone I made new friends and forgot Aroma
- But here comes the unforgettable trauma
- I fell in a tragedy that I couldn’t resolve
- As a result, I had trust issues that always evolve
- As of now, I am not the same person as you see
- If you define, I am now a product of society