After a long period (constituting of almost a quarter of an year) I found my inspiration. This is based on a real event that occurred during one of my mindless balcony visits. A little help was also given by Yiruma's 'When the love falls' (Epic music which is). And the reason, still is unknown.
A Pettiness
As strange an encounter as it couldn't be.
For this was just a small kid from the neighbourhood.
And this was but only another noon.
As his father, on went with his work,
drawing pictures in his mind,
his restless actions gave away the peace-less.
As in none my interests I observed him
Following a deer would have been less ardous
And this was but only another noon.
As his shadow followed him through the reality
He stomped his foot on the marble
On nothing appearing apparent.
As the clomp increased the pace and sound
the peace-less creeped in me
And this was only but another noon.
As the unnoticed reason was noticed for its absence
strict restlessness now settled in my being
which on a pursuit, was left miserable.
Why was he doing this? Where was the reason?
The miserablity was only aggravated.
And this was but only another noon.
Inflamed by the nothingness of the hap
on this another noon, I realised
There was a part of my own tender age
Which was lost somewhere.
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