Blinded

I admit I haven’t moved on,
As the world I live in spins around,
Still knee-deep stuck in the past,
With memories that will forever last.

We learned time for most is linear,
Moves forward, that’s how it appears,
But for me, time seems like a cliff,
It is hard to climb in its upward drift.

I was never a believer in societal norms,
An outcast, with his ideas of reform,
Hence, I define my happiness quotient as,
While tainted by the judgement of human perception. 

Why happiness preached from a societal rule book,
Why does humanity carry such a narrow Outlook,
Success or failure always worked in conjunction,
Yet time labels the tag of worldly perception.

There is no time such as good or bad,
There is no time such as happy or sad,
It’s just an entangled reel of a pre-written story,
Every moment exists together in a wild theory.

I chose to stay looped in an old moment,
While enduring the spite of worldly judgement,
I may not understand life. I am blinded,
But I know the time it can’t just be one-sided!

Dedicated to my sweetest, dearest, loveliest Mommy! My everything!

*In death you see me more than anyone can ever see me in Life”

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