Romantic
Romantic
Nostalgia – A Christmas eve
Fraud covers a wide swath across the spectrum of our lives
Love of family is precious, giving us the strength in how we thrive
Fraud & love can do harm, protect your soul as you grow older.
Wealth is a valuable asset, charity shows compassion
Envy is a conscious desire to own what others have
Fraud & love struggle with each other, the heart is fragile.
Greed is a politician’s path to get into your wallet
Protect what you have & be generous with what you give
fraud & love can cripple you, show love when others deserve it.
And so, began the Christmas Eve!
I was walking for hours across the streets
Filled with all sorts of sounds with faceless people,
Not one of them notices a person walking all alone with a hood on his head;
Oblivious of my presence which doesn’t make much difference to any.
For a moment, it felt like I was unconscious
felt like it was a dream
but as I walked dragging all the snow under my feet,
I remembered taking a stroll across the park some quarter ago
But my loneliness made it seem like a dream.
I carry on forth walking with the same composure
With some loud music in my pocket,
I walk amidst all those differing cherishing sounds.
The young children & the kids
Celebrating with utmost excitement.
I was a stranger to them all
Greeting whoever passed my way.
I was strolling straight & tall
The thundering sounds & the uproar did not affect me at all.
I was all alone & lost within myself
The reminiscence of those childhood memories
That nostalgic moment brought a perfect curve onto my lips
I wished I was severe & younger
So, that I could shatter all the crackers & cacophonies
I wished I remained the same forever
To confront all the delectations better
Then I realized my life is about to end.