7 X 7

13-03-08

The days here are numbered
Tick tock.. I am losing them
Its time.. I will have to start letting go
I close my eyes..take a deep breath

My imagination starts running wild
Incidences flashing before me, filling me with nostalgia
I wait..holding this moment for a while
Imagination again running wild, stopping elsewhere

Some memories I will be carrying with me
Some people my heart wont let go
Lots of learning and development that makes me
All his I cherish as I countdown the days

I came to this place, young and wild
Always ready to put myself into action
My energy undirected, used up now and then
I see clearer goals today, stronger principles for direction

In people I got many gems
Highes density of goodness with greatness
Open hearted, passionate and talented people
Simple in living, high in thinking

Opportunities to prove myself, I had many
Peaks to climb, choices to give myself to
To pursue my purpose, to rediscover it
Development of self in closest to Utopian world

Failure to learn from, passionately unlearning at times
To try again with more vigour, more understanding
The ability to loose, humbleness developed by success
Led to self belief in changing the world

I see all this I take for granted here
I know I will have to let go this habit
I know I will have to be ready for the real world
Anxiety rising in my heart..I countdown the days

PS: title is 7X7 because I wrote this poem 49 days before 30th April on 13-03-08 and 7 happens to be my lucky number.