Saw a kid of three,
Her face lit up with impish glee,
Her euphoria filled the surroundings with delight,
In my mind it made the memories of my infancy reunite,
Watching her play with contentment,
I could sniff the scent,
Of the years i have left behind,
The cheerfulness banished as a thought assaulted my brain-box,
Shattering the piece of my mind,
I registered how aged i have turned,
While on the inside my soul burnt,
The pain in my heart i bore,
Ahh! its making me sore,
As i discerned that i do have some life left,
Then why was i carrying,
So much of wistful heft?
Why was i mourning over the past?
When the clock was ticking so fast,
Do not stay fastened in a coffin,
Until you are alive safely,
Buddy, live in the present,
And life zestfully....
