They Tell Me
They tell me I am too emotional,
That I am unfit for a happy life in this world,
They tell me I care too much for my friends,
That in the process I go over the fence.
That I should keep some distance from them hence.
Tell me is it so wrong that my ‘little birdies’ forego
Singing to me happy songs?
They tell me some times, to always be the way I am now,
But then they forget what they’d wished for before,
They tell me to change my attitude towards life and friends
I am told to have minimal expectations from relations,
But isn’t this trait an integral part of our social definitions?
They tell me I’m a perfect and best friend of theirs,
That One of the best I always will be, for all the coming years,
Then why do I feel all of a sudden, that our relation has become a burden,
And I do not figure in their list of need anywhere!
They tell me they dislike people changing faces,
Then why do I see in them the same traces?
Maybe for them I’m immune to pain,
That it’s only me who should be refrained!
They tell me now the time is ripe for me to accept the change,
That my old practices should be shunned,
And do just my ‘karmas’ like a sage.
That change is the only thing certain,
Moving ahead is my only gain.
But wish to spend last few good moments with them,
For the creation of evergreen cherished memories,
Is it my fault that I am too humane??
WHY I WROTE THIS POEM
Some things just happen and they are bound to happen at any point of life, like getting hurt by your loved ones, your friends. Sometimes even the people who love you the most end up hurting you some time, and mostly it is unintentional. But the eternal emotional being that I am, I take it to heart, feel the pain, and when it is too much to bear, I take the help of writing. :-)
Just say, sometimes your best friend (s) do not remain the same, or they move on, and you are still at the same platform of love. For them you too should change, you too should move on, and may be in the process for them emotions stop mattering, and practical mindset matters more. In one such situation, when it was third or fourth time, that one of my friends could not understand why I give so much importance to my friends, that I thought okay, I am sad, but this time I will give it a constructive path. Thus, I took a pen and paper and started writing. Its quite some time now to that incident, and I thought I may as well share it with world, and ask for creative feedback. :-)
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© 2011 Charu Bhatnagar
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