As I’m ageing and my hair is turning gray,
A thought flashes as to why I have to live as others say.
I see no point investing my energies where it holds no value,
They are never appreciated and just bid adieu.
I will not tirelessly try to crave for attention,
For there’s not a spec of recognition.
I have no interest in living as others live,
I have a wish to attract people with the way I live.
I will never come down to my knees,
No matter the emptiness I suffer
Alone or accompanied I’ve made up my mind to live fearlessly.
by Sujatha Sairam, Chennai