It Is Still A Long Wait In The Dark Poem by Bashyam Narayanan

It was a long wait in the dark
After I got conceived and shaped
In my mother's watery womb
I was not able to breathe, talk, walk or eat
I did not hear anything
I did not see anything
I did not know a thing
Was in toal darkness
Wondering as to when there will be light
It was a long wait in the dark

Came out
Grew, started walking, talking
Seeing, listening and understanding
I did many a thing
And the taste of so-called successes
Maddened me and blinded me
Making me ignorant
Of the true awareness
And it turned out to be dark again
Not being to able to make out
The real from the virtual
When am I going to be out of this wild darkness
It is still a long wait in the dark