Time is a measure of Frailty....
I run my own Race.
Its not the race of Length or Time...
It stands for my passion
that fuels every move i make.
It signifies focused diversity
and my quest to evolve better
I admire the race without desiring.
I enjoy the means than the end.
Neither Success nor Failure should go into my head.
In fact i am detached with the Result.
I am simple and elementary.
And yet i am happy with Me.
I know of but one Freedom
and that is the Freedom of Mind.
I dont have pat Answers.
I have no magical solutions.
All i have is Questions.
Then i faced some naked tough-truths
with a pinch of Wisdom.
I wish i was a little kid again.
Skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts
Am i lacking words to complete this poetry?
I know that this is not exactly poetical.
But still i am ending this as a poet.
Because this is my first poetry.