ODP WEEKLY THREAD
Growing up was my daily dream,
A beautiful dream that made me smile
But now that I am all grown,
I see nothing good to smile about.
Singing each day ooh so joyfully
Laughing heartily along the ways
Now I wish I could keep the laughs
As now life beats me hard and rough,
In it all I lost the laughs,
But still hold on to the gone moments.
I dreamt about the good life in campus,
It sounded n seemed so cool
Being a grown up was all I wanted
Falling in love was part of the dream
Now that am here
I find nothing interesting about it all.
My dear beloved…
Then I dreamt of shooting stars in the sky,
Walking along the sea shore with no worries
Just anticipating and yearning for my dreams
Presently I can not dare to dream,
As I learnt the world has no room for mere dreamers!
I had it all at my beck and call
All the attention not to mention the affection
Now its all gone, my world is a tough ride
How I wish I knew of my today
May be then Id have made a different turn.
Growing up comes with its own responsibility
Every wrong deed eventually leads to calamity
And for every good deed, comes a reward
But with the world being so evil
It ain’t a place for a coward
So that devil inside of you, it gotta be at the same level.
The sound of rain spelling immeasurable joy
Naked without fear would we ran out
To enjoy the heavenly showers,
Splashing our bodies with the earth,
But now its more than earth I splash,
As life’s full weight rains on me.
Behold the path revealed to my eyes
Should I take it
Will you ever grow up to be the exact version of my old self
No more childish games
Would you miss them
Blocking the stones thrown at you
Are you really willing to follow this path
Life will not be kind to you the moment you exchange your virtue for the thought of what another’s acceptance of you will bring.
Be you. Don’t change a thing.
From swinging on daffodils to and fro
To a rocking chair
The grey hairs that emerged on my head
Is symbolic to the panic of growing older
My younger me!
It is better if you stay young
© *OUR DAILY POETRY*