LOVER LUCID

A strange feeling many a times has gripped me

I feel many behind my back, at me glee

I move with time, which is not in my control

Just a pebble which the flowing stream rolls

Went through many roles as made to act

Never made to sign any written contract

Today I smile yesterday I had cried

Tomorrow this smile may again be made to die

Since a year the great guy is making me to write

This writing a delight and gives me respite

Never was I so happy in my life before

Addicted to it and peace it did restore

I write in forums, feel happy with the given awards

But many laugh at me and say these are not rewards

Some even call it a colourful tissue paper

In no way will it work as a destiny shaper

But my heart feels happy getting these pretty delights

I search for roses and butterflies in them, which me excite

I become easily pleased with small things in life

I ever cut small pieces of cake with a well sharped knife

Too much of happiness I leave to others

Too much might choke my little pleasures

Now let them laugh behind my back and call me stupid

I ever would want to be in all births a stupid lover but lucid.

28/05/22

India

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