Echoes of A Young Heart | Shreyansh Das

Once upon a time, there was a boy

Young he was with eyes so bright

Full of faith and full of might

Amidst the chaos, he sought his light

He had been taught about the pioneers

About the rebels and the mutineers

Still, not once was he told about the worldly fears

Thought he was in the calm in the clear

Now it was getting harder for him to steer

The words that built him made him fall apart

The weight of the world he lived in shattered his heart

His dreams kept him up at night

The nightmares gripped him with fear

Holding him tight

Time made him bolder, even children get older

He climbed a mountain and turned around

Scaled the summit but feared what he found

Worn-out faces in worn-out places

Bright and early for their meaningless races

Hold me, unfold me

"I'm small and needy," he said.

Embrace me and love me, a plea he pled

They told him it would be fine

They urged him to be kind

Failing to realize he was actually falling behind

Everyone said they think they know it

Hurting deep down, still he couldn't show it

His love changed to wreck it all

Cutting his ropes for his own downfall

Wishing he could mend the broken parts

All the feelings lost, fragments of his heart

I hope life treats him kind

Make him free of his mind...