Friday, February 20, 2009

My First Step


First step I took was holing my mom`s hand
My first own step I fell tumbling down
Steps I took alone were never again perfect
Like the step I took holding my mom tight

Amazed watching the sky and stars I wandered
Those where the steps,I took with no aim
And for those aimless steps I had to down
And take small steps forward in shame

I tried to repeat those successful small steps
But failed as I lost trust of that guiding hand
I look ahead straight ,but my steps were scattered
And ended up in stepping into deep waters

I was slowly drowning into deep waters in tears
I saw a hand reaching out for me
Holding it tight,got out of the water
Took first steps out of the blackwaters

Held that hand to guide me walk again
And when I was about to run again
That hand held me tight from running
And controlled my steps towards perfection

Aimless steps slowly started to have direction
My steps were getting close to perfection
Holding that hand I took steps with a definite aim
And started to climb up the steps of fame

No longer my steps scattered everywhere
Because I walking holding that hand everywhere
And I walked rest of my life holding her hand
Her hand,which helped me repeat my very first step...
---Kris

1 comments:

Heena Kausher Ansari said...

AWwwwwwwwwwwwwwww :) :')

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