Thursday, December 27, 2007

Mine

I refuse to feel guilty for the tinge of happiness
I refuse to apologize for the freedom that I have

Why do I have to fight battles, which never were mine
Why do I have to always toe the line?
Why do I have to pretend to live my life for others
Why is it such a blasphemy to live it for myself?

I am tired of the constant apologies,
of living a borrowed life
which a passerby can propose to claim
first the father, then the groom, then the child

when is it exactly mine?

3 comments:

wiseacre said...

The very existence of any individual is recognized when there someone who acknowledges it..Living a life of solitude is good at times..but one cannot continue to live like that for ever..if you do get a chance do watch
"I am Legend"..the whole idea of being all alone is so scary..Its all the relations is what u and me are..

Anurag said...

nice poem...reminds me of a dear friend i have who asks similar questions...

was passing by...came across ur orkut profile...from their ur blog...from their ur blogger profile...from there this blog...n from there this comment :o)

adios
anurag

Rj said...

I am tired of the constant apologies,
of living a borrowed life

too good...:)

was reading your other blog..interesting...think im gonna read god..by richard dawkins...thx..

Cheers
Rj