Every day I lean against the wall,
And mark a line, just above my head’s buoyancy;
with lot of expectations.
In a manner to note how fast am I growing?;
With an inclination to stop.
Today, I jumped up to the joy
of noticing that it was the same as yesterday.
Suddenly I lit myself and shun brightly,
For understanding the change that favored me.
My common sense urged its desire subtly to remain dissident, however.
Where I gave room for my gloom
This time I marked an above line again.
I heard someone giggling and said,
“If you had scratched your brains instead,
You would have been assimilated
With perpetual happiness, which is missing in you now.”
Bluntly, I tried that too…
It engulfed its vision later.
I found myself out of grey shade, all of a sudden.
I knew, I saw nothing unusual.
In fact, I witnessed a different wavelength in my thoughts
And I stood like a kid who feels proud for the first time.
I wanted to prance proud In front of you (:brain)
To settle contrary to your giggle.
But you slammed me once again.
What was it this time?
You asked,
“If It was not me, how well would you have budged to the
path of this mirth?”
Everything now aligned right in my row.
I made my utterance meekly,
“I didn't find that happiness anymore but I cleared my dazed-vision to see the same.
And in the long way, I saw
you.
At the same, I yearned to know where you were always found
as I wanted to stay
away from odds like this forever.
To settle contrary attempts and deluges of life.
For scraping my thing in etiquette ever".
Precisely, I wasn't exceptional too.