LISTEN TO ME I was running, i was flying Busy like honey bee I am not sure what I was trying The music, the art The poetry and Mr,Bard Life was too full Happening and beautiful That was the time When I heard it first time A bold, persistent and loud voice Pulling me aside Shouting in my ears it said Listen to me baby, listen to me first But I pushed it aside And walked with everyone whatever they did, I was in Some voices are too noisy You just want to shut them off I too felt the same way Then again when I was Heeding to everyones needs I made myself most wanted Like a gracious and generous host To people who mattered the most The voice was little guff When I heard it again There was a plea, slightly rough It held my hand and said Listen to me Lady, listen to me first But I again shrugged in total disdain All its pleadings in vain I buried it again When I was alone, wondering what went wrong ? When the loneliness seeped too deep And the meaning of living changed There was a deafening silence No music, no song I heard a fainting voice again Weak, feeble, as if it was about to die It said in a whisper Listen to me dear, listen to me first I stopped , this was something after a gap Someone talking to me when I needed it most I closed my eyes in prayer Said a sorry from heart and told Tell me my heart, tell whatever you have to say Today I have all the ears and time for you Say it my dear say it all And off we started a beautiful conversation It was the first encounter to the self in succession It was the first voice which I heard and understood I lived that day the way I wanted Like a greedy and starved person in glee I sliced the most beautiful piece of life It was not for anyone but me !
Posted on: Thu, 06 Mar 2014 07:41:01 +0000
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