What he wishes for when he enters the world <br />Of a loving mother who always cares of him <br />What he hopes of when he is mischievous <br />His mother notices it and fills with a gleam <br /> <br /> he starts going to school, feels a bit scared <br /> an imprisonment to him but he can’t dare <br />Then he wishes of a good friend to accompany <br />One who can believe him, who keeps his privacy <br /> <br />Now he is a juvenile feeling free from barriers <br />Thinks he knows everything pretending to be serious <br />What he misses is a good friend to walk with him <br />One whom he can trust heartily, not a dubious <br /> <br />He turns to a young chap, now responsible <br />Toils for his career and knows to tackle hurdle <br />Feels the world is not coping with him properly <br />Has he expectations unlimited still unattended <br /> <br />Days and nights he works for them being breathless <br />His dreams make him to shatter on floor sometime <br />And he yells in a closed room on himself <br />Either collapsed or at the verge of breakdown <br /> <br />He feels that here his life come to an end <br />A premature, unwanted striven death <br />Is waiting for him at the age of thirty merely <br />With a smile in disguise he takes his last breath<br /><br />Kumud Ranjan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-premature-death/
