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THEM

THEM according to me, is my best so far. I like it for the newly devised poem scheme, the way I put up with just few words to explain something, and the extra meanings it can portray.

When I showed it to my usual victims, they came back to me with a summary I never had thought of while writing, elating my already over-headedness. I looked at the poem with a blank initial perspective and VOILA, I loved what I was reading.

THEM is actually an Ode to a certain group of people named THEM.

-The poem begins with comparing the chronology of who was the person's guide. When he first exited his mom's womb, mom was his guide, then later, whenever he used to fail, THEM gave a shoulder and a helping hand to get up.
-According to him, Mom defined his lifestyle without giving him a choice. Meaning one cant determine the nature of where he would be born. Whether he is born rich or poor, black or white, and so on, hope you get my point. But the company he falls into defines his life for years to come. This company which he can decide on his own, depending on how they show what life can be.
-Mom can at her best remain in her son's presence by showing ultimate affection and love. Only they can go to much larger extents.
-The reason for a mother's unquestionable love towards a child is the sense of belonging, the blood that they share. No matter how much a mom loves the neighbor's kid, her own son is a pound more closer. But them, what relation do they have? How come did they have to be so equally close to more than one in a circle of closemates,
-Giving all the above a thought, the person cries, shed's tear's of joy for the blessed company he is in. But, tears, immaterial whether for joy of pain stop short when they are around to take care of.
-Why do they have to be so selfless, and to me? Why do they have to make me feel so special?
-This feel makes life heaven. Putting up an urge to live in this cushion forever.
-"Stolen love" love that you so take for granted. without a question. without a limit. without a permission. All one can do is remain open mouthed at that for words fall short.
-Enough said about how they influence the life of a person. Here the person moves on to saying how he, as a character, a soul himself took changes, appropriate or inappropriate, influenced by them. They found out his inner talent, discovered it in the long course of the relation and they put it to him.
-He being shy, refused to accept, turning it away. Later, with further pushing, he swallowed what they said yet remained adamant to their voices.
-He took some time, questioned himself back and thought about it, and Bingo, he hit their point.
-Not only did they claim that he was wasting his talents, they also put forth the way how he could exploit it. They paved his way for him.
-Grabbing the stubborn opportunity that refused to leave his front door, he got up and put in his effort, feeling happy and satisfied. And all they felt was happiness. Neither envy nor jealousy.
-And he grew, felt himself elated in society, conscious, person and character. He grew. They were still watching yet still remained the unselfish happy ones.
-At several junctions in life, he misunderstands things put forth.
-But even as he grew more angry and away from them, they waited patiently and always rushed back to help him.
-They smiled, whatever be the weather, the state. They taught him mercy, love and maturity. Aren’t they really great?
-At many other times, life as usual, puts in front of you a fork. Whether you chose A or B. But making a choice is not so easy, no! Along with the choices, trouble lurks behind.
-But they friends, duly held a lamp, cleared all his paths for him and let him go and grow.
-Elation. Of conscious, mind, state, status, society, self, family, person, everywhere. He just kept getting better, simply loving everyone who stood by and let him be whatever he is now.
-Here, the last stanza breaks the suspense of who “THEM” might be. THEM are so great they cant just be anyone. They had to be someone special. This set of people, give a lot to you, and never expect anything back. Standing by your side forever. --Them who??? Them refers to friends. YOU who reads this page.

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