Wisdom of Living

I was running from the life
Shying from defunct & alike
Didn't count my steps
Didn’t see where I was headed

Someone called on me to stop
I halted & diverted my thought
Panting & Sweating he came close to me
He caught his breath, which was in frenzy

A man in his later eighties
Bent back & wrinkled skin
Shaky hands with visible shin
Bespectacled, but an aura on his face

He gazed me direct in my eye
Said, Son can we sit & I asked him why
But soon my curiosity was ohh so high
That I followed him to a bench nearby

His lips quavering to speak something
Eyes holding a thousand stories
Face index to his mind
That said, happiness isn't hard to find

Son, when I saw you,
I memorized my own life
I have been running all through my life
Out of breath, & with bare hands

Never learnt the true meaning of life
Never read the story that's cozy & right
Never cared about the happiness inside
Happiness crippled in this worldly tide

Converted all my desired to needs
Fulfilled on all my satiable greeds
Power, status, security under my feet
Today it all seems like no great feat

A few friends for namesake
Glorious things in which to rake
Everything around me fallacy & fake
I wished that this jinx would break

I had everything desirable & material
But actually as poor as the poorest of the poor
I betrayed, stabbed & killed for my greed
I always craved for more than my need

I ran through this journey like a marathon
Leaving everyone behind, my greatest blunder
I ran, I ran, I ran & I ran
The winner of trophy of detest & hatred

His charisma was spell binding
Nerve numbing & hypnotizing
I was ohh so attentive & careful
Cleared mind, no more battles to fight

I understood the substance of the wise
Be happy, content & suffice
Love the people & love your life
Try to make the most of the journey called life

The wise had gone, but showed me the way
No more subjugation, no more dismay
I stayed all so cordial & gay
A new beginning I must say