Don't judge my life by the poems I wrote
They are like the waning moon-
Phases that pass,
Like seasons
that come and go.
Like waves that ebb and flow
A few teary monsoons, some harsh winters
cannot take away the many springs and summers
That warmed me and helped me bloom
Remember me by my smile, the way it made my eyes
sparkle and softened my face; Don't look any further
Let the stories I told
of failures, defeats and pitfalls I've had
Not be the measure of the life I led,
It made the highs, so much sweeter.
And those I had many
Don't click your tongues
And shake your heads
Don't frown and say, 'Poor dear'
That would be unfair
To those who loved me - far and near
I had nothing lacking-
I married my best friend
And had children who thought me their world ; I had a sister
who held me so close,I did not feel the distance
And the most loving of parents and that too four- mine and his; when
Some have none
Go give them your sympathy
Not me,
And do no wrong
I had all I wanted and more
A job that I enjoyed,
and art when I chose
I let my heart lead me
And my head guide me.
So,
When you remember me
Think of me as The One-
who lived
and loved by her terms,
And to whom, God was always kind.
P.S. This poem wrote itself. It wasn't for a prompt or as per a plan. The words just took birth in my head and I needed to put it down. It doesn't mean anything except that I am thankful to
God for the journey so far and pray He continues to protect me. Have you ever thought of how you would want to be remembered? Have you scribbled it in a diary or written it as a poem? Please
feel free to share it in the comments below.
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