SOMETIMES
SOMEDAYS
A Poem by Bharat P. Bedi
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Most of the times,
most of the days,
I mix I mingle,
I talk I discuss,
I am articulate,
I am very social,
I am at ease with self,
I am one with everyone,
at peace with the world;
Sometimes somedays,
I feel I have
grown in height,
grown in stature,
I feel like a giant,
towering above
fellow beings,
I feel superior,
I feel I am good,
better than other beings;
Sometimes somedays,
I feel I have
shrunk in size,
shrunk in stature,
I feel like a midget,
I feel diminutive,
I feel meek,
I feel inferior,
I feel like being
looked down
by other beings;
Sometimes somedays,
I feel ecstatic,
I am full of energy,
full of vigour,
full of zest,
I feel I am on
top of the world,
I feel I can
climb mountains,
I feel I can dive
to touch the depths;
Sometimes somedays
I feel very weak,
lethargic lazy,
devoid of energy,
reluctantly I
climb out of bed,
drag myself to dive
into my routine work,
I don’t feel fit to
face the world;
Sometimes somedays,
for mood swings,
heart is at play or
is it mind game,
is it external stimulations,
that affects internally, or
is it a tussle for supremacy
between mind that matters,
or heart that minds;
Most of the times,
most of the days,
I feel karma
has its way, or
is it celestial planets
is it almighty’s way
of subtly showing,
he holds the aces,
our life is at his
mercy and grace.
©A Poem by Bharat P. Bedi
Dt. 22/03/2024
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