The first kiss you kiss…
The first cheque you earn…
The first cigarette tip
That you burn...
The memories we might berate.
Or with nostalgia celebrate.
With affection or with frothing anger
First things of life we commemorate.
The harbinger of
Hundreds to come.
The first remembered more
Than the hundreds' sum.
The direction set
With that first time.
So before the leap
Just think awhile.
For better or
Should it be for worse.
Whether you cherish
Or you curse;
Whether you smile
Or you frown
On the scheme of things
A decade down,
Depends on the dream
That you dream tonight.
So ‘fore the journey set
The rudder right
Make the first of life
A memorable day.
Relish the step forever
Taken today.
About Me
- Himanshu
- Why do I write? Maybe because I am good at it. Or maybe because I am too lazy to cultivate any other hobbies which tend to be time consuming. Maybe it's just about expressing myself, which I think I do best through the written word. Or maybe it's just to keep my mind from getting too idle, and mutating into a devil's workshop. I don't know the reasons why I write. But it's like that about some things. There are no complicated motives involved. You just do it because it makes you happy. Of course it would be great to commercialize this skill. I am no vain, romantic who indulges in art for art’s sake. I am an unadulterated capitalist at heart. So if you are a publisher please do not hesitate to contact me.
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