The Mirage within............





Why do we behave like a grown up
When we are not actually!

We are mentally yet a child
Running underneath a fluffy tiny cotton wool
Wafting through the air, just over our head,
We try to grasp, unsuccessfully…
Blinded in the process
Incessant jumping along
Continuous bumping and mindless warring………

The fluffy cotton wool…
Knowing not the final destination
We know not the final resting place
Before both of us blown off again by the waft of air……
We were forgetting the feet underneath.

The fluffy cotton ball still evading our useless hands….
We striving hard to appease the
Secretive knots, yet to be untied
Unfathomable games, we keep on playing.
Ever struggling with the moral fears….

Why do we behave like a grown up
When we actually only grown physically.

Comments

KB said…
Kavithai, kavithai suren shakespear of cheadle. nice one
Unknown said…
Excellent mama what a brain, with bundles of talents!
SUREN-DOC said…
Thanks Abi.


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