The Change : Our story
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Everyday was like a monotony. The sun shone the same way..the moon the stars twinkled the same …until today. You know…sometimes you are caught by surprise and there is this new change ready to thrust into your life. You don’t know if its going to be a good one or a bad one. You find it as a hurdle. A hurdle in your path which needs to be crossed and there is no looking back.
I don’t know you. All I know is there must be a turn of event in your life too..that made you feel the fear of change. I want you to know that you are not alone.
Read on as I pen down something that has caught me with surprise ; I’m ready for it.
THE CHANGE
Standing on the path most trot,
Staring at nothingness my eyes caught,
There’s nothing but the rain no footsteps on the ground,
Alone in vain m listening but there’s no sound.
There is a hurdle a boulder on my way,
Everything was smooth I was making hay,
Then came this crunch like a monster gray,
I cant go ahead .. look! there’s a monster ready to slay!
Pause. The clause. The blemish. The flaw.
Staring am I with a hanging jaw,
Caught me by my neck the diabolic claw,
when will my spring thaw?
Wonder I wish if its a plan of a cut up,
To mock to tease to horrify to setup,
But no its not..it is a letup,
Change of events I feel its a boot up.
Yeah! Maybe its a boot up..a sunshine behind the rain,
A turn on my path n this all is a feign,
And that monster a prankster in a masquerade dress,
Will pop his head out n will laugh at me n confess.
For my smooth life this is a change,
Need to embrace it need to rearrange,
With my head full of dreams I pull up my sleeve,
O Mr.hurdle..! lets end this grief , get ready for a mighty heave !
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