Sunday, March 28, 2010

Rose Coloured Glasses

I was born with a beautiful set of Black eyes,
I was told that the world is a beautiful place,
and that my eyes will see it as the time passes by..

I was told to wear the rose coloured glasses,
the day I started to ask my first questions,
about life and the world at large...
I was told,
the rose coloured glasses are to,
protect my beautiful black eyes...

I said that, I don't like them,
they seem to paint the world in a single,
rose colour..
They told me that the world is a bad place,
but the rose coloured glasses would keep it more serene...

I was glad that joys were always a part of my life,
the glasses hurt my nose,
I took them out once a while,
but then my eyes shook out tears,
the world became painful,
and my head spinned...

They told me to always wear my rose coloured glasses,
it would they said,
hurt my nose but keep my heart,
and;
my soul away from pain and sorrow..

And today they took it away,
rudely I must add.. told me,
that now I am a grown up...
that the rose coloured glasses now belong to,
the little ones that are on their way...

I am left alone,
on the sidewalk, with the harsh sun,
I can't seem to focus...
all seems bright, but nothing;
seems cheery...
I miss my Rose coloured glasses,
the world seems to be hurting me...

They tell me,
I will grow numb to it... Harsh realities are a part of life,
I look at them, in sheer disgust,
I hated those damn glasses anyways, but you told me,
that they will keep pain and sorrow away...
NOW WHAT? I question them...

The rose coloured glasses are gone babes,
this is life-
DEAL WITH IT...
and they leave me with this...

5 comments:

Shayon said...

I will not question anything about your rose colored glasses because they seemed to have not been under your control. Back then, you tried to do your best with the resources you had in your hand (the rose colored glasses). Even today, you shall have to make do with the limited resources you got. Back then you didn't like the glasses, but did get used to it, with time and experience. Today, you do not like the world without your glasses. Even today, you shall learn to live without it, and see the world as it is. All you need to muster up is patience and perseverance.

Will you be able to do that?

Jack said...

Sakshi,

Nicely worded emotions of facing life with protective embrace of parents or elders and then having to face it at your own. However one needs to keep positive attitude and look at world with proper application of mind and not just the way someone's steering.

Take care

♫♪♥W!nK♥♪♫ said...

Amazing poem. I loved the words. So beautiful! And how true!
You write very well :)

suruchi said...

So very profound n such simplicity of words Sakshi...
Almost poignantly mature and then childishly light...
Brilliant:-)

Shalini said...

Beautiful Beautiful poem!! WOW!!!