A TO Z

A

The birds fly over my head

I see them disappearing into the sky

I tie my shoelaces and think

I think about what is out there

Where did the birds go?, I wonder

I ask my mother about the same

But she seems disinterested

When I look up at the sky in the night

I feel nostalgic as I see the moon

A fire starts burning inside me

Neurons inside my head

Starts throwing questions at each other

I look around to find answers

No one supports my seeking

They laugh and adore my innocence

I keep that fire inside a box of ice

Hoping that someday the ice will melt

M or N?

I walk ahead and the roads diverge

Into many different paths

To look beyond is difficult

I get worried as I see the rough roads

There is a path, sleek and clean

But I feel caged even at the thought of stepping on it

All but me are on that path

They try to pull me on it

I just sit on the junction

I want to sit here forever

But that is not possible I guess

I finally choose a path

Chaos starts to swallow me

The fire inside the box of ice is gone

Everything becomes incomprehensible

Why do I need a NAME?

And why can’t I be just a MAN?

Z

It doesn’t matter now

In which direction I walk

The destination is the same

Every dot gets connected

And meet at one single point

I try to find that lost fire

I try to rekindle it

Why didn’t I break the ice before?

Why didn’t I follow those birds?

I sit on a chair and wonder

I decide to leave that path

And  embark on a new one

I make it as I move ahead

It feels amazing and tiring

My feet are in great pain

But the ice is now melting

The fire is back to liberate me.