What Life Says To Me

When everything had seemed just fine,

Reality took over the souvenirs that were mine.

I was down on my knees, too tired to groan,

Its when life remarked, ‘Learn to walk alone’.

Souvenirs, I gracefully called people,

No longer stood tall, a mere trifle.

I just know they had served the selfless throne

It’s when life remarked, ‘Learn to walk alone’.

People around seemed to be made of fleshes of confusion.

What once appeared true, now just an illusion.

Dull went the souvenir which once brightly shone,

And life then called, ‘Learn to walk alone’.

None seemed answerable for the deeds they do,

Claimed to hate chaos, but they craved it too.

The helping hands lost, the shelter was suddenly blown,

It was when life said, ‘Learn to walk alone’.

Looking around, I felt I was loosing my kins

Inconvenient it went, to keep up with the invisible sins.

Amending the unknown sins, I had to atone,

It was when life remarked, ‘Learn to walk alone’.

The silent cry, the vacant heart, all belong me.

Telling no one, they won’t understand what I see.

People ruin beautiful things and I should now condone,

For life now shrieks, ‘Learn to walk alone’.

Those lonely thoughts, those graceful smiles,

And all that I always believed were mine.

They were all brought out in a monotonous drone,

And life then called, ‘Learn to walk alone’.

With so many lashes hiding unseen tears,

With numerous lips that uttered false swears,

And with my souvenirs singing in a rhythmic intone,

My life told me, ‘Learn to walk alone’.

I thanked God for my people. A sincere gratitude.

Never being someone to prefer solitude.

Lacking companions, I suddenly found myself as a lone,

It was then that life said, ‘Learn to walk alone’.

Nights when the 3 AMs bought my dreams,

Sighing for the old times, the heart then screamed.

The stars, the moon, all seemed unknown,

It was when life called, ‘Learn to walk alone’.

The Remembralls I once proudly owned as my crown,

None alive anymore, they all broke down.

The familiar places were now an unexplored zone,

And life then said, ‘Learn to walk alone’.

The story was not unsaid, unread maybe, but not untold.

The more it spread, its gloominess went cold.

The ballad was now sung in a brand new tone,

And it happened when I finally, learnt to walk alone.