Have I changed?
Past-mirrors look back on me,
They say, now I have none of me,
It's high time to resume wat was left behind,
Then I ask myself, have I really changed my kind?
Have I really changed?
Those days were only mine,
Pen n paper with thoughts of mind,
A well-known versatile scholar in school, college or life,
Finger tipped the notions of electricity n light,
None of the days without a sigh,
Played badminton with kids, friends, old or anyone at site.
I ruled the kingdom with pride......
Have I really changed?
Now-a-days busy with kitchen n kids,
No pen n paper; my thoughts cling,
An obscure person; fixed daily routines,
Naive to make the kid learn ABC scenes,
Days full of pulls n push of joy n cry,
With no excitement, the days fly,
My fiddle n self endearment resides.....
Have I really changed?
But for who?
My husband, my son, my daughter; my family prescribed.
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