She is on a giant wheel,
The world spinning around her,or,is she?
She takes a deep breath…
That is how it’s meant to be.
The flashwheels strike again,
Taking her through another frame,
O’ the past filled with pain….
It all started with the lil’ uncle with the yellow teeth,
“What do you wanna do in life dear? he asked”
With every fleck of his yellow teeth shining bright n clear.
At the speck of the moment it started,
Her mind started exploring…
Things came knocking at her head,
She dreamt about the life that lay ahead
Momma said “Doctor”, Papa said “Collector”
But she said “Aw man!I wanna be different!”
With eyes so wide,she screamed with all pride,
Closing her eyes,she danced along with the pictures
Floating in her mind,entangled with her thoughts.
She loved food n she pictured herself in a white hood,
Ah!But that didn’t suit her style and her mood..
She was funky, with a wacky creativity and Viola!
She turned her head towards the media,but then
She always knew that flashlights were her phobia.
She could express herself better with a pen than a mic,
Words were her weapon when she wanted to strike.
And so she thought about journalism,but there came
Her folks with lips breathing pessimism..!
She hit the ceiling in retaliation,but down she came ...
Slower than expected,’cause there was,
She hated to agree,but still,there was,
A speck of truth in what they said…
Blinded by tears,she lowered her head…
“What next?” she questioned herself…
And let her eyes fall upon an article,
An article about genes and that’s when she felt the beat!
“This is it!, she cried, “Yes I know!”, she confessed,
“Genetics will be it”, she swore!!
Explore, Invent, discover knocked at her mind’s vocabulary,
The very thought made her feel like a celebrity!
She built her genetic castle with not bricks but with sweat,
But dear God, had different plans..
She couldn’t perform well in the entrance exams,
Though she knew she could’ve done better.
A string of “If only's” started hitting her.
It was too late, time just took her away..!
She jumps into the present,with a start..
She sees a shape at a distance..
It pictures her state of mind…
It looked something that marked her life..
Sudden brilliant brightness…And
Blinding her eyes was a “?” !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-SOMSIE
Written during the confusion phase…taken straight out of the diary…!No editing!
P.S.:God's different plan however worked out. Somsie is into genetics now, something she has always wanted in life....!
Just saw this poem, in my old diary(journal). Found it very interesting,amusing,hilarious and lots more...Memoirs of the past...Always a wonder to me..!!!
7 comments:
sowmie dere ur again..doin gr8 as u always do..everytime i read 1thing dat strikes me is de little thigs dat u describe so well..ex:yello teeth uncle..2 be franc datz called gud descrip..i keep on sayin it la;)even u accep dat u wanna take up journalism..i dunno wen dat u deci dat..well probab u cudn make it in de way u wan it but still de doors r open wide...so u got ur chances..look u've got ppl here(like me)waitin 4 sumthin to be posted by u..4 we know..it will be just..AWESOME..yet again a gr8 work..frm a little soldier;)[suddenly thought of eminem so only]..he..hee..gud ya
uve done it again..or shud i say before?
damn good..nicely sums up the confusion we all went through.
post more frm ur journal!
p.s. I am glad God's plan worked out to.. else we both wudnt hv met..hail genetics!
loved it!! really good...! mayb god wanted u to have a 'journalist' frd n he tht u were best in genetics!! wat a super coincidence!!good that he put u there, otherwise u wud have forgotten math n i wouldn have anyone to teach for entrance exams! :D
lowey dowey!
pl put the pages u BITCHED abt me :P in 11th std ofcourse:P
hahahha..NOWAY...though it all looks funny now...Come home and hav a read if u want..But posting in blog is impossible... :D :D :D :D and it wasnt bitchin abt u fool..it was my own ramblings...Oru emotional mokka...:)
Don't know why I had a laugh and a cry at the end. Though I knew the end well half way.
All the best for your future sister.
:)
This one was beautiful, reminded me of quite what i felt way bak b4 i gav my boards :P
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hmmm i think GOD being creative with you akka.... maybe just maybe k....just just maaaayyyyyybe.... your boyfreind will be a top journalist..... ha ha ha .....so you get the best of both
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