i am afraid

 

not the height,
not the depth,

not the ageing,
not the weather;

but I am afraid of
me when I don't learn;

not the sound,
not the flashes,

not the snakes,
nor the insects; 

but I am afraid that
lessons will be wasted;

not the fist
nor its punch,

not the people
poking all the time;

but I am afraid if
I take same loss on and on;

I am afraid that
I will move on from my regrets

I am afraid that
I will be stuck at same level,
Fixing myself over and over.

I can't take the
beatings which are repetitive

I want to learn the
lesson before the next event

But I am afraid
I keep on making same mistakes

I don't want an eternal
chain of regrets with same root

I am afraid
I don't make new mistakes
as I am tangled with old ones

I am afraid that 
I don't give chances to life
for new experiences and memories

and hence I am afraid
I would become the
teller of the same story.

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