Faces many, around me
Some known, rest unknown
There is light, there is dark…
There are varied colours, rest B&W
they are in different shapes and patterns
Voice many i hear, of some I identify,
The others leave me clueless
I search for something
Unsure of the Unknown
My eyes search for my mother,
Her eyes have so much to say,
Al along this time,
I heard her from within,
Her laugh, her cry
Her jokes, her worries
Wow, now I get to see her live,
In her eyes, I try to find myself,
Al around, I search ME.
Who am i? What am I?
Question many, answers none.
My papa, calls me “My Son”,
twinkle of my mama’s eye
Everyone has a name for me,
Some cute , some sweet, and some weird.
I cry out loud,
Like a magnet, attracting metal,
my shrill cries, draw people,
Caring for me,
Stream of loving words, creating a pool around
seeking to understand my words,
but , alas, they don’t…
When I need a change, they try to feed me..
comedy of errors we create together
guess this is their first , just like me.
With every day, passing by,
I’m in more light, than day before.
Guess, it’s a journey, together
A journey of life, that has just begun..