Something strange has happened to me… <br />I am always restless, never stable, never contented; <br />Vacillating like a pendulum <br />From one emotional state to another… <br /> <br />Sometimes I am happy, jovial, ecstatic; <br />Trivial incidents make me laugh <br />And personal tragedies I just brush off… <br />I want to sing, dance, play music, write stories… <br />Do all those things I always shied away from; <br />And people around me wonder and say <br />Something strange indeed has happened to me… <br /> <br />And sometimes the gravity of the earth pulls me back; <br />I search for inner calm <br />Peace, tranquility… <br />I want to remain quiet, passive, inactive; <br />Nothing matters really and nothing seems to be worth it. <br />Singing, dancing, music, writing… <br />Of what use, I ask myself… <br />One can learn only as much as one’s limits allow, <br />And people around me wonder and say <br />Something strange indeed has happened to me…<br /><br />Jasbir Chatterjee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/something-strange/
