Recesses of Heart

By Vritti Seth

I am not a child anymore,

Yes you heard right,

I am a so called adult,

Who wants spotlight. 

Give me a reason to grow up,

When I already was grown,

Give me a chance to revive

My childhood, for it’s thrown.

Thrown by my head,

Thrown by my mind,

Thrown by my heart,

Thrown by my kind.

My mind has been blown,

My mind’s a mess,

I want to be alone,

Yet want some assurance.

Assurance of me,

Assurance of everything, 

Assurance of what I see,

Assurance of nothing.

I’m unaware of my writing,

Unaware of what I wrote,

Unaware of what I’m bringing, 

Unaware of what I brought.

In the name of heaven,

In the name of god, 

I surrender myself, 

I surrender my oath,

I surrender my securities,

I surrender my growth, 

I surrender my insecurities,

I surrender my loath,

I surrender my pros,

I surrender my cons.

I am not a child anymore,

No you heard wrong, 

I am a so called adult,

In whom this child belong.

By Vritti Seth