The Transformation! Poem by Prasad B.S.R.K

Once upon a time,
Not long before Dhoni's heroics,
Night wasn't just a period of time,
It was more of a scary experience! !

When the rest of the world,
Rested in peace.
The fearful self,
Looked around with frightening eyes! !

When he asked,
What makes this plausible?
The answer lied,
Right on the tip of the tongue! !

It was a tale of extended inhibitions,
A story of an absolute faint-heart,
A version of a terrifying nightmare,
On the front, it was a juvenile heart! !

But with age,
Grew wisdom and maturity.
And the bestowed onus,
Made all the difference for the transformation! !

When reality restored,
He realized, he was all alone in the extreme times.
Making him better,
With every fall of the dusk! !

When time started zipping,
There came the advent of meticulous changes.
And like all good things,
The transformation went unnoticed! !

But when he contemplated,
Far after the process,
He realized,
Deep down, the DNA has evolved! !

What seemed like a dreadful past,
Had touch-me-not feelings for night.
But right then,
Night was his best friend! !

The one, which makes you realize,
That life isn't all about running behind.
Time isn't all about tracking the more traveled path.
And mind doesn't exist for being trained! !

It was a platform for self-discovery.
A stage for seeing through the picket-fence.
And when he pondered over the entire journey,
His smile reflected the importance of the transformation! !