STUCK IN PAST

 I always wonder about how can I precisely correct the things which I messed up in the past.I wish I had a fictional  "Time Machine" if Einstien's work on the 'Theory of Relativity' would happen for real obviously.I am sure many of my friends desire for the same.I am an Introvert;wait!! I am not a nerd neither am I lonely.There's a huge difference between alone and lonely but,I was always lost in my own world since childhood and that world is so damn beautiful.This poem is dedicated to all those who think about their past constantly of-course like me.

STUCK IN PAST

"Why are you stuck in past?"

When there's a future ahead.

Past is an acrylic tint;

Which stays and never fade.

Cartoons and Rock music,

Good old memories cause nostalgia.

"Look how happy you were then!"

The reality has no euphoria.

Stopped by and gazed at the stars;

Though uncountable;estimated 'em for fun.

Now I wait for that genuine grin moment;

Time which never stand by and always run.

The jolly roller coaster ride;

Which seem to never end.

"Isn't life a similar ride?"

With gloomy moments which chase us and bend.

Good grades and always on the top;

Never bothered about slipping from that spot.

"Why are you stuck in past?"

Because past seems to be a candle flicker;

But,it's actually a dot.

-S.K.