Follow Your Music Poem by Karan Tripathi

PART I

You’re words; the birds
Lingering in callous cage
Your eyes; gleaming lies
But deep beneath its rage

You aren’t holy; you go to hell
Regretting over thing you never tell
You’re damned if you do; damned if you don’t
Wanting sun to set; but it won’t

Amidst meadows; you chase shadows
Sulking deep for the mirror of age
Your heart’s heavy; head’s hollow
Scared to scribble your own page

You’re silver haired without a beer
Long gone the days of love and leer
Mourning for the heart that’s broken
Regretting those feelings; unspoken

You ain’t big enough; go man yourself
Hey! Check this out; it’ll make you fair
Can’t dust off your old guitar
With your ripped jeans; haywire hair