I loved to play when I was a kid...
But competing for life is all I did.
I loved my dog but we never grew old...
Since he died on my lap and left me cold.
I loved to run like I was in a race...
But I lost sight of the finish line and my pace.
I loved a boy but the dude walked away...
When guys just leave why would I stay?
I loved a girl but it dint go very far...
Too much of estrogen, ended like a war.
I loved to write and surely write I will...
When the time I find would just stand still.
I loved my friend like my heart would burst...
She just shut me down and hurt me the worst.
I loved to paint in a magic coloring book...
But what's the fun when there's no child to look?
I still love to play, though I've grown up I think...
But time only stops for a brief smile and a wink.
God is Love, so I questioned "Where are you... my Lord?"...
The Third Eye winked to say "Right here my child... Love IS God".
- NOT another 'simple southy'.... Just call me a Madrasi...
p.s. Everything that rhymes is necessarily not Poetry...
Keep the Cheer!!
