Bad Neurons And My Life Poem by ashutosh kumar upadhyay

my life is so innocent
The seed that was planted - knowingly or unknowingly
it just made them grow
It made a tree consisting of all habits -
Bad or good, wrong or right.

I fired ax thousand times
But was unable to cut unwanted branch
I felt then
association with bad habits brings only
a nasty life

When trouble prevails
It takes my conscience away
but I will try, try and keep changing
behavior of these bad neurons

Seeing my passion
Neurons are also surprised
They have to break one day
their proud foul web for my life

My goal is steadfast
to be calm, gentle, restrained, skilful
to grow new habits
to feed new neurons