Transition to adulthood

As the darkness of the night
creeps into a part of the globe,
the creatures are let to drowse
and fly in their dream lands
where there is glory, there is fame,
there is happiness, there is light.

But in the real world at night,
there is nothing but silence,
the calm and fresh breeze,
many thoughts to race upon,
much more to mumble along,

and sometimes you could
even catch a silly tune,
that brings teenage days
in your heart, a tear or two to shed,
upon the absence of freedom,
upon the presence of bondage,
upon the missed romance,
and old excuses that were
once effective to free yourself

away from burden,
away from work,
away from pain,
misunderstanding, suffering,

the tiny things
that you felt immensely
happy upon,
The pounding laughter
even for nothing could make
you feel a hero then,
but now a clumsy clown,
with less of smiles,
and more commitments,
with less time to relish
and more to make money,
to grow competitive,
to feel jealous, mistaken,
to feel left alone,
to feel good-for-nothing,
and to be miserable.

There was a time when
losing in a game of squash
did'nt mean much to you,
but now, losing a moment
of time for your loved one
impacts your heart with sadness.

There was a time when,
despite your mother's call
you played along till dark,
not feeling a tinge of tiresomeness.
But now, after an hour's work,
you feel weakened and tired.

There was a time when,
you would see the bird's flight
and follow it thus spreading
your arms wide, running along merrily,
but now, do you ever even
look up to the sky?

See how the transformation
takes place,
from small to huge,
from affection to hatred,
from friendship to jealousy,
from love to lust,
from happiness to misery,
from childhood to adult hood,
Is this the way to mature,
to grow,to shine and to thrive?