Poem: Questioning Mind!
POEM: QUESTIONING MIND
My mind is just void and blank.
With nothing flowing out for me to pen it down,
I feel like ranting away my frustrations,
But will it help me to get back my focus?
I feel so angry on myself.
Reasons that even I am not sure of any more,
Just feeling so caged and oppressed
As if my very existence is questioned.
A poem that sprouted inside the mind of the poetess during her self introspective phase.
We all have doubts about the decisions that we take in our life. Some of the decisions we are proud and some we rather speak not... this poem is not about either of those decisions, but it is about another type. One which we are proud of, but which sometimes leaves behind lingering doubts...
Hope you all will enjoy reading it.
So many questions were asked by others.
Jarring my mind and sucking my happiness.
I sometimes feel they are right,
But my love of life says otherwise.
When friends of mine are questioning my gains,
The one who will taste the success at all stakes;
rise up high with loads of money to play,
is sitting inside with just family to call as a gain!
Questioning my family as a gain or pain,
I fear whether what they said is true of me being naïve?
Agreed I am not independent financially,
But happiness is not bought by any money!
My love says he is proud of me,
a being selfless and a devoted pristine.
A wife and a mother to the core of heart,
who is dedicated to keep the family intact.
I feel happy to know my family is strong.
The lingering doubt fades into the background, for now.
But the question still echoes in my mind some how.
Choosing my family over my career … Am I being naïve? Am I being wrong?