The clouds drift away,
I stand still.
Buds bloom into flowers,
I stand still.
Crowd move by my side,
I stand still.
People laugh, kids play,
I stand still.
Some stay quiet, some say,
I stand still.
Yes! I stand still,
With emotions nil,
Stoned but vigil.
To what's happening around,
Which keeps me surround,
As I remain aloof,
Since life has left me long back,
And kept things out of track.
Yes! I remain aloof,
Undisturbed, unharmed, unpacked...
From outside,
Which makes me uncomfortable inside.
Finding myself surreal,
Unsound and unable enough,
To absorb any-more experience of life,
Ah! it’s tough.
Yet hard I try,
I strive, but...
Alas! I have died.
However, I cordially invite,
You, to join my burial inside.
So you can sit beside,
And learn,
That life is to earn.
Earn the "moments" which,
Make you "feel".
Yes, Feel!
The fact that you are alive,
To soak-in the sentiments of
Good and bad,
And loss and gain,
Where in life sustain.
Must you understand,
And hard should try,
Never to let life,
Just, pass you by.
Beware!
Time is a knife,
It killed me through,
Bringing...
The coldest evening of my life,
And in and out...
It turned me blue.
It shall kill you,
Or your feelings too,
Either way, it will bring your end,
We all know its trend.
So, better late than never,
Learn to earn life "in the moment",
And live in it forever.
Or just forget what I say you,
And let Time play you.
Later, when you are done,
I shall see you die,
In a similar fashion as I.
Will have grave within,
Where together will stay,
With emotions nil.
Forever...
We stand still!
*Anamika Sen*
