On tissues they scribble,
or carve on chalks...
creative are those,
who think out of the box.
It's from the heart,
a romantic rendition...
creative are those,
who are not driven by competition.
They don't assume,
they rather pose; questions...
creative are those,
who leave their impressions.
Their motivation is unknown,
till they are actually done...
creative are those,
who wish to be 'the one'.
Nothing else makes way,
when are talking to ideas...
creative are those,
who are the world's messiahs.
Materialistic are not they,
petite things they wish...
creative are those,
who don't mind being called selfish.
They are as close to devil,
as they are to god...
creative are those,
for whom we applaud.
Short-sighted they may be,
as they live the moment...
creative are those,
on decisions who don't lament.
It's exciting to be creative,
and fulfilling too...
creative are those,
who don't fit the society's zoo.
The system wishes,
that they not let be grown...
creative are those,
who have to shine on their own.
Education supressed them,
and so the system did...
creative are those,
on guts who placed the bid.
Many are lost,
as they try to fit in the mould...
creative are those,
who let their lives unfold.
The dilemma to be creative,
or to be ordinary...
captures the mind,
and keeps it wary.
Do we obey,
or be radical...
do we break away,
or be methodical.
The answer is inside,
knock your heart...
and to hear it
you don't need to be smart.
The heart's music is,
lost in the pollution...
To comply then is,
the easier solution.
They keep making rounds,
till the heart opens it's locks...
creative are those,
who think out of the box.
2 comments:
Good one! It came from your brain and touched my brain :) Ideas are very good and interesting.
This may be your last one as a bachelor but I hope that you remain as creative.
Very nice!...creative,I meant :)
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