Saturday, March 21, 2009

Reflections

As the years fly by,
I sit back and reflect
The life I live,
striving to make it perfect.

A childhood full of love and care,
nurtured with joy and happiness
Taught me virtues of honesty,
dedication, patience and kindness.

As I entered my teenage years,
the rose-tint began to wear away.
Of love and hate, truth and deceit,
I had to choose a path that before me lay.

Growing up, stepping into the big, bad world,
Not knowing if I would survive,
Convictions and conscience was all I had,
My biggest teacher was life.

People, like seasons, come and go
As my life's story unfolds.
Some stayed back in my heart,
With feelings still untold.

My strife for Utopia,
A life that's oh-so-perfect..
An endless struggle it shall be,
As I sit back and reflect.

- NP

2 comments:

Shaunak Mukherjee said...

Nice! You should write more often :)

Neha said...

thanks! this was while studying for exams.. shall write seriously now :)