Poems by
Parul Pancholi

People

a poem by Parul Pancholi

Why things are not accepted by me?
When people say it is right.
Why cant I go with easy odds?
When people do.
why cant I find a easy way in the similar crowd?
When they find it easy to cross
they rationalize easily…
‘Even we were like this at your age’
they comment sarcastically…
‘Master of none’
concealing my talents
provoking my frustration
they don’t realize what I want.
I AIM….
A life full of experiences
a life with no grievances
a life of joy and vigour
where no regrets trigger
A life full of risks
where mind and heart don’t mix.
Wanna excel want that extol
wanna life with open wings
where even my soul sings.
A life where I can have my cream
and can fulfill every dream.
Where even heat is fun
and sweat is sweet.
TELL ME?
AM I WRONG AND ARE THEY RIGHT???
Is just doing what they say is the way?
Is just following what they do
is what am I supposed to do?
Where there poimes are based on hierarchy
and they even want me to follow.
BUT WHY SHOULD I??
Just because they do…