WINDS OF CHANGE

Then,

                Then I took photos as memories to be preserved,

                Then I let my thoughts  to words for feelings to be expressed.

                Then I smiled and laughed and felt for me,

                Then I loved, lived and danced for my soul to feel.

                Then I made friends I wanted to keep,

                Then I hugged my mother and told her how special she was to me.

Now,

                Now I pose for to my networking friends to show,

                Now my feeling are not mine alone to claim anymore.

                Now I pen down carefully what the world wants to read,

                With each new status, that changes faster than the Autumn’s  wind.

                Now my relations become a drama for others to see,

    Committed , complicated or available to be.

                And very move, breath ,laughter and tear,

                Well performed like a circus trail.

                Now I praise my father online, while he toils in the sun,

                And type hearts roses and flowers, when calls exchanged where none.

                Now I live for them, laugh for them,

                My every move I serve beautifully to flatter and attract them.

                Now my personal life becomes their public property to be puppeted by me,

                If my that “then” became this “now”, I fear what my “now” might turn out to be.

Who am I ?

I am the reflection that you see..