Realisation

As years pass by, you look back,

You see your seeds of craziness 

withered away all along the path,

and how empty you are, now. 

How the beautiful and innocent child, 

you once were, transpired 

from your mature and seasoned skin.

How you crawl and creep towards 

the same nightmares, forgetting the dreams, 

You had once, which defined you. 

How you have blended in perfectly 

with the “so called” normal people,

Whom you, once deterred. 

How you are no different from 

the illogical and irrational society, 

Which you mocked, growing up.

How you stopped heeding 

the intuitions and decoding the omens 

for a mundane living of normalcy. 

How the wings of passion are

trimmed and restructured  

to the whims and fancies of money.

How the journey of a million stuttering 

and risky steps, ends up being stretchered 

towards the universal path to death. 

That’s how you become normal and lost.