I Know Not Why... Poem by Alexander Raj

Why doesn't the rain, from roof-tops
Tingle me as I'd soar high up in the sky, anymore
Nor
Thrill me to row boats, down streams and puddles, anymore?

Why doesn't the touch of flowers please me, anymore
Nor
The morning dewdrops fill me with happiness, anymore?

Why don't I crave to climb the trees, anymore
Nor
Yearn to run behind swaying kites, anymore?

Why don't I see dreams of
Fairies and goblins, anymore
Nor
The shapes of demons scare me, anymore
As they pranced the ceilings
While the curtains danced with glee …

All those days,
Days and years,
Seem to fly away like the butterflies
Off my tiny little hands.

I know not why,
It doesn't bring me joy,
To walk in my father's shoes, anymore …
I know not why …