What I may call Life.....

What I may call Life...

I searched for it on ink-stained paper

Between the lines I wrote

Truth would be an idea

Black as black; white as white

Yet the white lost lustre in the night

And cast a black shadow when bright

Black and white muddled together

In an event called grey

I would still keep looking for Truth

Yet grey would hold sway

In a quest to explore the world

I embarked on an endless journey

Each milestone pointed to a world inwards

The Identity, deep, hidden, inside me

I watched myself grow in stature

Yet a child at heart

I felt pride for the vigour of youth

And cried for the kid in me

I made peace with the evil I was at times

The mixed Identity would be my destiny

The world around me burned with ambition

The sparks kindled a flame

I set myself a lofty Goal

A road to name and fame

I filled my heart with reckless zeal

My life now had a purpose

It was a penance of sweat and toil

And reaching the Goal was elation

Yet as the next one presented itself

I realised it was a journey sans a destination

A breeze called Love brought a sense of freshness

To a barren town that was my heart

The town was soon abuzz with homes called dreams

And vows to never drift apart

The gentle caress of affection

And the tender tug of passion

I built myself a castle in the air

Hoping the breeze would stay

And Lo! Love had left without a hint into the night

With memories strewn all the way

I looked into my eyes in the mirror

They seemed to be so full of life

Each day they expected something new

It was bliss for being alive

Through the quest for Truth, Identity, Goals and Love

They had seen it all

With each success they had seen me rise

The struggle after a fall

It was to them, those Eyes in the mirror

That I always owed an answer

Be it Success, be it Failure

I would always emerge stronger.

                                                                                                 - 29th May 2014