"Once Upon A Time...."

Once upon a time...

A bit of luck crossed my straight path,

And refused to leave.

Remembering the lonely times from my past,

I caught hold of it's finger

And then my life changed slowly...

From a temper less soul, to a cheerful visitor,

From a lone dead rose, to a garden with other roses

I breathed it all in, and hastily took a step one more..

I caught hold of it's hand

Rejoicing by every passing moment.

I climbed mountains too high

Way too high, for my growing ego...

Not realizing the bitter truth of existence,

I built a tower too tall..

On a landless fall.

Too struck by the 'Beauty' I forgot the mere existence of the

deceiving 'Beast'.

I then took a risk, a great one truly

I interlocked our hearts,

Turning my mind into a lake, full of delusions.

Not knowing what I did it for,

But the opposite army thinks,

"Fame" is what I'm after of..

I'd never..

Once upon a second time

I decided to change once more.

It took all what I had in me,

To not fall back, in my horrible, old ways..

But a scar here, and a scar there,

And a scar almost everywhere,

Is what I've learnt to live with..

"Fame", they say.....

"Name", they say.....

"Materialism", they say....

Oblivious to the shallowness within them,

They dug a deeper grave.

And silently buried my faithful trust...

...forever...

Once upon a third time,

I let go of what crossed my path long, long ago

And silenced them all, with a sob so painful

That my stone cold side,

Lie shattered into a million pieces..

And as my broken heart silently yearned,

For a new story to be written,

I close my own book and throw it away,

For it to be lost in the cruel shadows of the world.

I then return and look for a new book,

And upon finding one..

I sit down and start, yet again...

"Once upon a time....."

-Aayat Ashraf