Poetry

Thoughts

I am good for nothing

Sitting and havering

Deep thought in mind

At midnight

Striking hard at my mind

Unable to sleep at night

                                                             

Seeing my parents working hard

Makes me feel sad very fast

Their expectations from me is high

I don’t know how to question why

                                         

I am growing

My responsibilities are knocking on my door

I am afraid and sitting closing the door

I am not ready but my parents are retiring

Their responsibilities are now becoming my duties

                                         

My thought want to fly high

But I am afraid to give them a fly

I want to Live up to their expectations

I want them to feel free from my tensions

I won’t allow my thoughts to fly high

I will cage them somewhere below the sky

                                         

~Bhavika Tewari

India

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