The Transition

Growing up I realize

life changes so fast;

from being a sum of cherished moments

in the season, 

it turned into reciprocal barn of verdant vagaries. 

I wake up to a new competition

at the dawn. 

It comes under the guise of responsibility. 

The folks recruit me to their community;

Everything I want to live

can be won through the war only;

the clothes I wear

the food I eat

the job I do

in the battlefield. 

My happiness goes into hibernation

I ask my mind to persevere over my emotions. 

At the dusk, 

my soul finally decodes the key

to win the competition—

it leaves my emotions… 

erstwhile, it used to live it.