Yes,
I am Scared!!
Are
You Scared?
Asked
Me The Wild Flower
Yes,
I am Scared, I Said
To
face This World
That’s
filled with Doubled Edged Swords
Of
Approvals, Judgments,
Opinions
and Rules
Yes,
I am Scared…
I
am Scared To Face
Standing
on a Dias
To
Look at the Audience, address
As
I feel the smidgen n pinch
On
My Face
Snooping
Glances
To
Gauge my appearance
Measuring
My Size
Colour
& Vital Status
It
Makes Me feel, Awfully Ill
As
if I am just a piece
Of
Blood & Flesh
Yes
I am Scared…
I
am Scared
To
Express My Words
The
Language of My Heart
As
I feel
I
will be Pierced, With Sharp pointers
To
My Words,
My
Dictions
My
Elocutions,
My
Pronunciations
My
Articulations
My
Accents
My
Performances
The
Rhythm I follow
The
Cadence I don’t
I
will be delivered With A verdict
That
I don’t Fit
Into
the Set of Rules
‘Which
I don’t Know Who Has Fixed
Yes,
I am Scared
I
am scared, I can’t give a Damn
To
this Ridiculing world
Why
do you care?
Again,
asked The Wild Flower?
Then
it explained
With
a Soft Tone
See,
I
am a Flower
You
may not find me everywhere
Never
loved by any gardener
To
be planted in the Parks for the humans
But
I bloom, because I love my existence
Cocooned
in the Mangroves & Forests
Without
any Rules and Protocols
Like
a untamed and carefree soul
I
blossom, even if nobody cares to notice
For
I adore my own being in the entire Cosmos.
I
don’t Care, Yes I don’t Care
To
Hell This World
As
I have The Universe Of My Share
Can’t
You Be Grateful for Yourself,
Your
own Identity,
Your
own existence and admire it
Without
any approval
Of
others judgments and intellects?
See….
It’s
Good to be a Flower in The Forests
You
Enjoy Your Own Existence
Without
any protocol & Etiquette
Than
beautifying the Garden
As
per the Gardener’s aesthetic sense
Or
plucked From the Plant
And
Put In to a Flower Vase
The
Moment you want to Fit
Into
Something
Your
Existence will be trimmed
At
the Cost of your uniqueness
Fear
will Grip Ceasing Your Creativity
You
Will be Reduced to a Piece of Used Piece
Don’t
Scare, Don't Care
Give
a damn...
To
this prejudiced world
Opinionated
Minds
And
apparently Lost Souls…
The
Moment You Admire Your Own existence
You
will be Happy & Glad
Without
being concerned about The world
