LONELINESS !!!
[ Foreward : Something that Every teenager or Young adult would surely relate to …
Just a candid chunk out of a certain Teenager’s/Young adult’s life ….
Enjoy the LONELY trip … ;)
(Note : This is the Sequel to my poem “Those Days” …so obviously it has to deal with the Creature called PB !!!!) ]
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Carefree and Wasteful ,but never was Wild …
All this and more when I was a Child .
With the mere help of a Friend’s shout we went out to play Cricket …
Enjoyment was at Max, with or without a wicket .
Would return Home and Homework I completed …
A bit of Cartoon Network would have the day Aborted .
In no time would my Brain indicate ‘Battery Low’ …
Jump into the Bed and off to Sleep I would go .
Loneliness ??? What ?? Didn’t even Know …
Careless a bit, but happy I were …
When I Grew Up a bit, few more things I would cheer .
School recess was the Only time left to play Cricket …
Enjoyment was Second, stake was only the Wicket .
Would return home, but Homework I seldom completed …
Sports channels were all that had me Addicted .
Mother’s scolding would automatically make my ‘Battery Low’ …
One hour in the Bed and off to Sleep I would go .
Loneliness ??? Yes !!! A bit by now I would know …
Then It all suddenly changed when Teenager I had become …
Happiness was Far found, but Sorrow in Abundance would come .
Carelessness was High, and happy I not were …
Except Man United and KKR, nothing I would Cheer .
Cricket was Gone, football was the new Habit …
Then Loneliness I felt when no one would be Available to Play It .
Boredom encroached the Evening …
T.V. would keep my Bugged heart Entertaining .
If anyone asked, Back answer was a Default thing …
I would never like to do It, but Something was Controlling .
Life is Beautiful ??? No way !! I would tell …
Friends would Sympathize, but to Understand they would Fail .
What was this bother, Why was this Happening ??
Even to things goody-goody, why was I always Jeering ??
Why was the Past egging me, and Present irritating ??
Was it LOVE ?? Was it HATE ?? Was it STUDIES ?? Was it Friends ??
Was it TEMPORARY ?? Was it PERMANENT ?? Was it AGE ?? Was it CRAZE ??
I wanted to Spill my Heart Out , but found it to be Empty …
I wanted to Pour out Knowledge, but the Out coming stream was Dirty .
Life Resembled HELL and the Perfect ingredients seemed to be Missing …
Loss was all I seemed to face, but Victory I was Yearning .
Nothing now would make my Battery go low …
Sleep I had forgotten, Nights were as Scary as Crow .
Thus I conspired an Investigation into my War Scene …
“What was it that made my case so Obscene ??
What was it …if at all …Was it REAL ??? “
But then finally my Inner conscience one day let out a SCREAM …
“You are a Victim of LONELINESS !!! And this is not a DREAM !!!”
- PB / SpunKo / SpunKomaniac
