And the clock ticks by..
I slowly realise,
That cannot come back, what has gone by..
The undying faith of being safe when thrown up in air,
The soft hands which form a cradle to embrace me,
While from one corner, my Mom just stares..
The big applause on my first wobbly step,
Made me realise that I'm no less than a rockstar..
Scared I was when I knew that she won't be with me..
Joys of having my first ever friend and soon my first fight with him,
The chances of being carefree again, have now gone dim..
The fancy dreams of standing out in a crowd,
The efforts to make my parents proud..
The urge of being special in someone's mind,
Those were the days when nothing else played on my mind..
The endless talks and the long walks..
The dreams of building a world of our own,
And all this while, the feelings had just grown..
The first date and the first kiss,
Unforgettable moments they were and I kept dreaming of revisiting this..
Amidst all this, the world moved on,
Suggesting to me about the responsibilities piling on..
All ready to be a professional..
The homework made way for deadlines now,
Fun and frolic were no more a part of now..
At times, the punk would spark off again,
Grabbing his beer and babbling all the way,
School friends were remembered with a strange smile and a lot of pain, and missed those who were miles away..
Joys remained but definitions changed,
Scholarship made way for my first pay check..
The expression on my parents' face was a moment to cherish,
And as I look back now, it's a life without a blemish..
Every first holds a special place,
A beautiful moment which nothing can replace..
P.S: Hope this post has lived up to the expectations, especially when it has come after a long time. Have a read and feedback welcome. Cheers!
First things always hold a special place in one's heart and life. A nicely written poem which anyone can immediately identify with or relate to.Simple yet it holds the essence of life...hope there are many more firsts to come in your life which will make it more colourful.Simple read for masses :)...keep writing
ReplyDeleteAn unanimous thought put in nice lines..but u let go of d grip at times in an attempt 2 rhyme them..or so i feel
ReplyDeleteBut all in all...good read..Thumbs up :)
i loved it.it is so true !!!
ReplyDelete:) :) nicely put roy...indeed a true mirror image of the past and the present
Shirsh, a good piece of work. Keep harnessing the poet in you. Enjoyed this and am looking forward to seeing a complete compilation of all your poems. Great going!
ReplyDeleteShirsh, it was somewhat like walking in a retro parade.....Ages revisited....
ReplyDeleteWith time almost everything changes, but don't change or let the poetic bug (inside u) die.. SUperB one.....
exquisite piece !!!!!!!!lovely one dear !!! great job !!!do write more !!!
ReplyDeleteDon't know when ur tryst with poetry started, but all I can say is that you can give a lot of other writers a run for their money. The clarity of thought and expression is so profound that it makes it a jewel in your crown. Always love reading your poetry as it has got a touch of class and simplicity to it. Keep up the great work buddy!
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BC MC Shanky
Awesome Shirsh! Simply beautiful!
ReplyDeleteway to go bhai..the poet in u is growing everyday..u have always raised the bar higher and higher whenever u do something new and i hope i acquire the same trait from u some day..:)
ReplyDeleteVery nicely penned!
ReplyDeleteKeep 'em coming...
I really became nostalgic reading thru these lines...indeed a fantabulous piece of writing..n undoubtedly liked it a lott..
ReplyDeleteand as always i tell u, keep on d good work..
good luck..
Wonderful! Was a pleasure to read, lie back and think about all those firsts in life, all the while smiling :) A very impressive one with a lot of impact, I must say !
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