It's no hidden fact that the lockdown's gotten on everyone's nerves. I'm no exception. Though the ambivert in me rejoiced when I realized that I could now spend some quality time on doing things I loved the most and reflect on myself, I badly miss hanging out with loved ones on weekends and going to my favourite haunts..be it shopping for comfy apparel or a visit to the library or going to one of those eateries( even if not for the food, (I'm not exactly a Foodie as you might already know) I miss the memories and the experience).
This poem seems to be an outcome of that.
I was teetering between writing a more personalized one and something that's relatable for everyone and eventually settled for this 👇
Window
I gaze outta my window and see a world,
Not the one I knew, here everything is grim.
The same scenes everyday unfold
But I live on the past's rim -
Neither here nor there, I can't bring myself to stay here
I go back to the life where I can shift gears
And not live at the same pace.
Those were times when I didn't have to chase
amusement and adrenaline ; an amazing phase
There were a thousand different ways
to light up my day or my kins'.
A million memories on my mind, I pin
Everywhere I'd roamed in the city
attached is an innate speciality.
I revelled in joy and life was a sweet dream.
Like all good things, it evaporates like steam.
Will a day come when the future's as fascinating
as the past or was it my first and final fling?
This is the first time I've experimented with a much more liberal meter than the one I usually write in. Not sure of the output.
I'd love to hear your thoughts on it and suggestions are of course welcome. Leave a comment right here!
P.S. :This poem was penned on 2oth September 2020