The endless days of youth
Idealism mixed with rebellion
If we could have a name for ourselves
We’ll call ourselves a maze
Trying to understand the intricacies
of the world from our little room
Thinking of ourselves as poor
but of the urban kind
Fighting for causes no one
told us to fight for
Yet we battle with the outside world
To avoid a war within our inner world
Stuck in between changing the system
to avoiding a shutdown of our own
But mainly trying to find a meaning
To be a part of something bigger than life
because no one told us how to live it
So we wait for a revolution to brew
To become a part of the truth
To tell the world they’re wrong
because that’s all they’ve told us we are
but the only thing that brews is our coffee
and a never ending need for something
to grab our attention so we don’t feel the
need to grab someone else’s
You have so aptly described the inner struggle dealt by a young mind driven with no ambition and clarity in life.
Thank you! If you’ve written this then my job here is done 🙂
Haha.You are too kind Rahul
Very nice well-written post.
Thank you 🙂
“…
Fighting for causes no one told us to fight for
…”
Loved that!
Thank you 😊
You most welcome!
Hi Rahul,
We battle out with outer world to avoid war inner world……Thats the truth….The early we realise it more inner peace is found..wonderfully articulated Rahul.Keep writing
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Thank you Jaya. 🙂
You wrote quite an interesting post with regard to today’s life and inner turmoil. Tis a shame we don’t always know what to expect in life. I don’t remember any textbook or manual to prepare us ahead of time.
Thank you! True
With this you have taken me back 40 years and I’m still there. Thanks for coming to collect me.
This is very good therefore you are very good.
Next . . . Chris T.
Haha thank you 😅
Such a beautiful poem, Rahul 🙂
Thanks Neha!
My pleasure, Rahul 🙂