Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go, For the children, they mark, and the children, they know The place where the sidewalk ends. ~Where the Sidewalk ends
Past few months seem like a kaleidoscope
There have been great times, many events and fun
But felt distant from self, as multitasking we coped
Many hobbies ignored, some friendships slowed.
Claiming victories, biting sorrows,
Pinching out a grin to that amazing joke,
Rising sea, receding sea,
Receding slowly- back to the same shore.
The waves of change do bring a shock
When we choose to take a stand
Or succumb to be part of the flock?
Ah ! But slowly time must answer back.
Half a day goes in the abode
Geegaws and mischief makers prance across,
Mulling about the changes alone,
Or are we the odd sheep in the flock?
But isn’t it ‘’now’ that we create memories
Failures, and mistakes sure a part
But something later to be cherished
Will be the good old days close to heart
Her peeking in, till you have to sigh,
Giving in to her bated eyes,
Laughing till the skull cries,
Farce culminated with a sweet lie.
Carefree as we roam around
Innocence deep inside
Acting like an open book
Having too much weight to hide.
P’rhaps they are more troubled
When they choose to walk alone,
Or Perhaps we youth are,
Just a complex mystery -always unknown
` ~Bolded Paras- Khushi.M
Lighter Paras- Kunjal.G
P.S Hope you are doing well. This is a post after 9 days.( A long break from a rigorous posting schedule!) Hope you like it!😃