Time to sit and ponder, your thoughts all over,
Place it all together, let it hover,
No one around, Serenity bound,
Strange calmness, a newness found,
Is it from within? Or is it triggered!!
Tiny ways of being happy, truly sought,
A smile across, no tear fought,
Finding ways of reality, indeed the aim,
Keeping one’s sane, which doesn’t go vain,
Is it from within? Or is it triggered!
Silly things of growing years, lackadaisical in its own
ways,
Not a thought here and there, like a tree that sways,
Lost in the lust greenery, a rare sight off late,
Blurring all my senses, triggering the mighty fate,
Is it from within? Or is it triggered!
Gone are all the carefree days, perks of growing up,
Emotions monitored, making sure it is tough,
Where all those joys infectious, now a tiny void,
Friends and fun, is it a devoid,
Is it from within? Or is it triggered!
Gone are those days, passed by in a flash,
Soaking in, with all those parties and bash,
Life moves on this, may be this is the way,
Silent thoughts we have, but we never say,
Is it from within? Or is it triggered!
