Does what you want, have a detour, the kind that can't be fulfilled till an obstacle is overcome
Is the obstacle so minute, and the gift so wonderful, that even then it's hard to figure out
When repeated times, that obstacle has been ignored
Is it the time, the people involved, or destiny's turnabouts
Does the mind fail to comprehend what is required for another to be included
If what we want, isn't the same, then we wouldn't even fit on the same page
and yet at times, we fail to ask one another, what is it that life is willing to give us
That one thing, which keeps you going, or that one thing which you have always required
Do we forget to share along the way, in fear of rejection, in fear of wanting different things,
or just being careless enough, to deal with the result instead of creating a new turn.
A job finished, a work done, with no intent, or personal concern
Based on a lot of what is unreal, and 'young'
At times I think that past mistakes, are hard to accept
And others, I thank the stars, for the development and the growth rate
I could want what I want, without a scarred series of falls
I would still be me, with a sense of unawareness involved
Or because of every defeated negotiation, a larger concern for who I am, and a nowness where I feel aware of my mind and a motherhood born out of another's destruction, without those who are yet to be born.
