Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Vagaries of Youth

Vagaries of youth, that have carried us till now
Despite the odds, they've gotten us this far somehow
The hopes, the desires, the impulses and the foolish courage with which they fired us on
Through those tough, dark nights, till the crack of dawn
I fear though, that they have now begun to wane
As a cool calculated self replaces the insane
Though this is what I'd hoped I'd eventually become
When long ago, of my future I had dreamt once
And I've worked hard to be who I now am
As everything has been part of a carefully laid plan
But here I am with my plate full, unaware of what's falling off the side
And disconcertingly so, I seem to be taking it all in my stride
I wish I were apprehensive of what lies ahead
Instead of being filled with this confidence that fills my head
I wish I could dream again, of dreams that aren't seen by anyone
But I can't anymore, the vagaries of my youth are waning away, and I fear, they may soon be long gone....

6 comments:

Punam said...

Hold on to them is what I would say.. it's all in the mind.. you are what you think you are..
how have u been? Landed here after so long.. hope all is well

Bikram Snehi said...

You can't hold on to them, they just wane away in time. Its like your favorite pair of shoes, they fit you well but they're too old to be of any good functionally. Its time to buy new ones.

Bikram Snehi said...

And I'm doing pretty good! I'm growing older...or perhaps, now I'm getting comfortable with growing older. How have you been?

Aarushi said...

Sounds like an amazing phase! :)
And hey! So good to see you 'active' again!!! Welcome back, now don't go anywhere!

Bikram Snehi said...

Hehehe...I've tried my hand at being professional now and have unfortunately enough, loved the life. Doesn't leave much time for poetry. Don't worry though, investment banking isn't what I'm wired for, neither am I wired much to be a good novelist...but I am wired to be a poet. Everything else will come and go, poetry, frustratingly, is forever!

Aarushi said...

You're right. It can very well be called 'frustrating'