My Happy ending

Who is my happy ending?

Like in the movies n romcom 

We walk towards the sunset with.....


Is it my lovers who changed as the seasons change?

Or my progeny I see drifting apart with growth?

Is it my parents who I barely have a conversation with anymore?

Or my siblings entwined in their own life?

Maybe it's my besties I get together once in a while to discuss life over coffee

I must say they come the closest to the one I bare my soul to.


Still I don't envision myself walking towards the horizon

Holding hands with any of them till the end

Maybe I walk the path all alone and sad

Seems so miserable n anticlimactic. 


But the one thats been with me till the end

Is my own soul

And this body of mine

That I disdained and mistreated for so long

It's held my hands through pain and sorrow 

laughed with me in my joy and success.

It's dieted with me 

and enjoyed binging and coffee dates

It's the one that stayed through the highs and lows

The one that knows me inside out

The one that knows me without saying a word

That held my hand without any doubt.


That me I'll walk the second half of my life with

It deserves the respect and love long overdue

It deserves my unconditional love n admiration 

I don't know why it took me so long to figure out.


I am my own happy ending 

I've slowly figured it out

Everyone and everything that I spend my time with

Are chapters of my book of life

I, my self am the author and the reader

That I can truly share my book with...



Comments

  1. shubhMarch 1, 2025 at 9:59 AM

    Maybe there is no ending only chapters that end with their time
    Some are heavy some give closure some lessons some memories
    Maybe we keep writing new chapters as life comes to an end
    Maybe we will be lucky to never see the end coming

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  2. Musings by TaniyaMarch 1, 2025 at 10:04 AM

    Maybe walking is only that life is....

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  3. Bhasu.S.MenonMarch 1, 2025 at 10:10 AM

    Well written my friend. We’ll discuss offline, my thoughts on this poem.. keep writing, I see you get better with each blog post.. cheers 🥂

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