It's not about a Happy Ending

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All my life I searched for a happy ending;

All my life I deluded myself into believing in it,

In all situations; good or bad;

All I was worried about being how it fared?



As I grew old, old enough to understand;

Where my life was headed and toward what I was blind.

Golden moments passed me by; in spite of they being rare,

 Obsessing over the ending and for the rest I didn't care.



Now I wonder if I would ever get those moments again;

Even if I promised to enjoy without worrying about the end,

The true wisdom has finally dawned upon me;

Sometimes it’s not about a happy ending, it's only about the story.

Comments

  1. Kalpana Waghela23 June 2015 at 12:40

    Very well written mam. :) But sometimes it's really not easy to live that very moment but yes we do regret for sure when it passes away!

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  2. M S Mahawar23 June 2015 at 19:20

    very well written!

    Ae Humnava | Love Song

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  3. Ananya23 June 2015 at 19:41

    Beautifully penned :)

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  4. Anubhav Tyagi23 June 2015 at 20:33

    Beautifully written. Loved the central idea. 😍
    Happy to connect.
    Thanks
    Anubhav Tyagi
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  5. Betuke Khyal24 June 2015 at 22:24

    Well, I am very fond of your poetry. I liked this poem so much that I ended up writing a small poem (क्षणिका) borrowing your thought.
    http://imashwini.blogspot.in/2015/06/happy-ending.html .

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  6. Vinay Leo R.5 July 2015 at 09:22

    Quite a lovely poem you have penned, RS :)

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  7. Anonymous10 August 2015 at 11:30

    Boss... O, Lovely, if ever, a Boss..
    tried, i did, an insufferable heartless critic, to be
    a word misplaced, a punctuation haywire
    was all i managed to see...
    BUT
    the errors, observed, soon faded into obscurity,
    for they could never eclipse the sunshine
    on this world, your beautiful thoughts set free...

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  8. Pavan R Chawla14 October 2015 at 18:37

    Good thought. Love how heartfelt your expression is, Renu. Never lose that quality in your conversations with those who follow you. Thanks and keep it up.
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