CHASING THE WIND

CHASING THE WIND

Walking aimlessly on the street;

Maybe because life could be strict,

Oh! That’s some people’s belief

But to some, it brings relief.

The fear we feel when there’s no provision;

While thinking about our vision,

The visions are countless,

Though, some of it is meaningless.

Truly, no meaningless vision,

It’s just our confession.

If you want to be normal;

You must first be abnormal.

Yes, you wished you had a goal,

That which drives them to go.

Just like everyone else,

But you take it for less.

Life brings opportunity;

Nay! Only to hearts of opportunity.

Many gets in life’ race,

With wrong pace.

We want to be everything;

Sadly, one can only become just one thing.

We all craves for attention,

But I realized we only need this-recommendation.

For once, can you just sit?

And adjust the buckles on your feet!

This time, look at the mirror,

To just let go of the terror.

Stop being feign,

Yes! Tell your twain.

Stop this race of fertility,

And free all your hostility.

Sometimes we pray too long,

Often times we wait too long.

And the answers pass by,

Do you know why?

‘Cos you’re chasing the wind

Like a caged hind

Make your passion;

Simply your profession

Don’t chase the wind,

Else, you’ll be chase behind.

By life’s forceful wind,

At the expense of your hind.

You might also lose your mind,

And that won’t be kind.

Be who you want to be!

Don’t mind what others would be.