others may have wine, i have poetry

We don't read and write poetry because it's cute.

We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race.

And the human race is filled with passion.

And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life.

But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.

Dead Poet's Society

Friday, December 24, 2010

a full year

a year full of being
real on stage
and fake off it

a year full of trying
to feel good for others
and not feel bad for myself

a year full of learning
that moments can mean so much
and months can mean so little

a year full of attempts
at being ' grown up'
and yet relating with children the most

a year full of battles
between the comfort of fitting in
and the struggles of standing out

a year full of joys
of being close to loved ones
and loving the close ones

a year full of
trying to move ahead
and crying to go behind


a year full

3 comments:

indi said...

Nobody could've summed it up better. <3
ILY. :)

Blognostic said...

Interesting year, yours had been. Well written. :)

Nithya said...

yes it has..but isn't every year?..365 days is too much time for nothing to happen..:)..how did you find my blog?..thanks for taking time to read.Happy new year :)