Here I am, sitting so cold, so numb
At a place mixed with greenery and scenery
Emptying all my pains and strains,
Trying to refrain, from the tragedies of my life
Keeping nothing to stress my mind
Keeping nothing to filth my brain
Peace is what, this place is known for
Where people of distincts, with pains for sure,
Come and go, in thousands per day
Seeking some happiness, seeking for cure.
And today is the day when the turn is mine
Sitting at this place of the holy divine,
With sacks of problems and drums of pain
Dumping all here, to gain back my prime.
So Here I am,
Moving above all my college hectics,
Leaving behind, traces of notes ‘n’ assignments,
Unleashing myself from stacks of workload.
Moving above haunting lecturers and professors,
Leaving behind the jealousy with couples in campus
Allowing them all to taunt others, except me.
Moving above mirage of having girls in life,
Leaving behind delights of having girlfriends
Being master of my own likes and interests.
Moving above good for nothing, irritating relatives,
Leaving them to mutter at things i really don’t care
Ignoring their unwanted suggestions for things I do.
Moving above a bunch of selfish friends
Leaving them to sting people, they can take advantage from
But have nothing to give, in return when asked for.
Here I am, gaining back my control over life,
Taking my own decisions, un-influenced, un-restricted,
Feeling proud to be myself once again,
Like a free man of wills and ambitions
Moving back from this heavenly place
With a Godlike companion, this fresh and pleasing rain.