One
day, maybe, today,
or tomorrow, or maybe
years later,
It shall all make sense.
Your laurels shall have beholders,
Your smiles shall have company.
Your tears shall have a home,
And your heart shall find solace.
You'll probably be different,
Or you could be all the same.
But, you'll find, it's YOU.
Not moulded not masked.
Even if the road ahead seems too hazy,
Even if it is tapering at the end.
A marvel is about to unfold,
Take a step, reach out for it.
Time shall be slow,
When it sees you grow,
And, time shall be fast,
When you wish it to last.
But, that's just about it.
Minutes shall become years.
And months shall suffice in a second.
It will all happen.
There'll be days you want back,
Moments you wished to freeze.
One thing that hurt you the most,
Shall have tens that showed you your best.
You're not in a race against time,
You're on a venture, on a search,
To look out for the wonder that hides,
Behind layers of yourself.
There'll be cheese for the mice,
And bamboos for the panda.
There'll be all things nice,
That takes you to a complete euphoria.
And one day, maybe today,
Or tomorrow, or maybe,
Years later,
You shall have a galaxy!!
~Santrupthy
or tomorrow, or maybe
years later,
It shall all make sense.
Your laurels shall have beholders,
Your smiles shall have company.
Your tears shall have a home,
And your heart shall find solace.
You'll probably be different,
Or you could be all the same.
But, you'll find, it's YOU.
Not moulded not masked.
Even if the road ahead seems too hazy,
Even if it is tapering at the end.
A marvel is about to unfold,
Take a step, reach out for it.
Time shall be slow,
When it sees you grow,
And, time shall be fast,
When you wish it to last.
But, that's just about it.
Minutes shall become years.
And months shall suffice in a second.
It will all happen.
There'll be days you want back,
Moments you wished to freeze.
One thing that hurt you the most,
Shall have tens that showed you your best.
You're not in a race against time,
You're on a venture, on a search,
To look out for the wonder that hides,
Behind layers of yourself.
There'll be cheese for the mice,
And bamboos for the panda.
There'll be all things nice,
That takes you to a complete euphoria.
And one day, maybe today,
Or tomorrow, or maybe,
Years later,
You shall have a galaxy!!
~Santrupthy