Soliloquy

Never could I bring Tagore’s genius alive
Nor was I there to see the hopelessness arrive
Yet your touch on a sweltering day
Upon my forehead could kiss the worries away,

You never wanted anything more than a hug
But I had the heart to reply with only a shrug
It hurt you so bad that the tears refused to dry
More so when I failed to even merit a try,

What’s funnier still is that your heart is a sea
But mine turned out to be smaller than a flea
I failed you in more ways than one
When from your ideals I tried to run,

But your love is stronger than the winds that blow
Across Hyderabad’s busy streets with me in tow
There is no way that I can repay what you have done
But I feel blessed to be able to say that I’m your little one.