Dear little kid within me, (Anonymous letter 1)

Author’s note: I have recently started the concept of ‘anonymous letters’ wherein I post letters on my blog on your behalf addressed to whomsoever you choose to write it for. These letters may be addressed to anyone, someone deceased, a celebrity, an ex, a family member etc. If you would like me to post on behalf of you, I would gladly help out with conveying them. All you have to do is either inbox or mail me your letters and let me know who it is addressed to and your name will obviously not be revealed unless you choose otherwise. You can mail them to me at niyati.s492@gmail.com.
The following letter is a part of this project
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Just a little reminder about how life is,

I inscribe with little feuds
The same way I ponder
Both under the little known surmise
That sentiment can never
Be described by anything
Prolonged than a breath
Comes out of the body
Why is it that feuds like
Loathe , disdain , deplore
Are all longer and less explicit  than
Hate.
Why is it that
Fidelity , endearment  , tenderness
Are less robust  than
Love
Maybe they are merely
Easier to say

Life is minuscule they said.
Laugh berserkly  they said.
Break the rules, they said.
Exculpate quickly, they said.
Kiss quickly, they said.
Love truly, they said.
But how can you laugh berserkly
if not everything in life is funny?
How can you laugh berserky,
if you were raised roughly?
How can you laugh berserkly,
if your life is fuzzy?
Why would you break the rules,
if you have enough jewels?
Why would you break the rules,
if you’re not a fool?
Why would you break the rules,
if rules are taught in schools?
How could you forgive someone so
quickly,
if he killed someone you love so dearly?
How could you forgive someone so
quickly,
if he killed them in front of you slowly?
How could you forgive someone so
quickly,
if he did it so darkly?
How could you forgive someone so
quickly,
if he did it without feeling guilty?
Why would you kiss slowly,
when you can do it swiftly?
Why would you kiss slowly,
if you don’t even feel homey?
Why would you kiss slowly,
if you don’t feel so boldly?
Why would you love truly,
if you know he won’t do it sincerely?
Why would you love truly,
if he says everything untruly?
Most people think quotes
can create anecdotes,
but no, not all quotes
can make a person’s life float;
But life isn’t short,
it’s just like a sport.
We think it happens so fast
but no, time can just blast;
faster than a child jumping in delight,
faster than a nervous erudite,
faster than a hungry parasite,
faster than a mighty Knight
Faster  than the speed of light

Regards
Anonymous

3 Comments Add yours

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