When my journey started
All were watching me
And guiding me
Wondering at each step I made
Each one ensuring
That I made each step right
Without tumbling
Running to my rescue
If I showed signs of discomfort
As I advanced this support and help
Started reducing
As they saw me
Helping new entrants
In making steps right
The support even stopped
And they were not forthcoming
Even if I asked for
I understood that
I needed no further help
And can stand and walk on my own
And I had additional strength
To reach out others if they were in need
Of a help from me
Is it that in the process
I had given room for others to think
I can hurt them
One realization dawned in me
People rush to help
If you talk your mind
And if you do what you talk
This support wanes
When you start guising your thought
When you sweeten your words
To mask the bitterness of your intensions
And when acts counter what you spoke
This growth of mine
And the acquired so called worldly wisdom
Distanced me away from others
I receive complaints too
That I fail to understand others
While I nurse a feeling
That others do not care to understand me
I am also described as a person
Living in his own world
Choosing not to accept surrounding realities
And not to appreciate their impacts
Either on me
Or on people around
No doubt
I am given to question myself
Am I left alone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
excellent work, keep writing.