Quest

I love to write.. i am not a writer
I often try to sing...i am not a singer

I can dance on my tunes... i am not a dancer
I wish to break all the rules...i am not a fighter

I appreciate the beauty.. i am not a painter
I pretend to be happy.. i am not an actor

I have flair for words...i am not a philosopher
I can weave stories..i am not a narrator

I meet hundreds of faces..every passing year
Seldom I see pairs of eyes..with absence of fear

Those eyes have dreams...
"We want freedom".. they scream

They wish to create a world of their own
A world without sorrows..where children don't mourn

Where boundaries exist.. on lies and grief
Where one is free to hold his own set of belief

Where judgements are made..without being judgemental
Where violence is no solution for any existing quarrel

Where people living by laws are not considered fools
and the ones breaking them are definitely uncool

Where bans are not needed..because people do understand
And regrets are hurtful..those eyes reprimand

I live for the days..when those eyes express
Their determination to clear the pre-existing mess

I wish to remain surrounded by such benevolent souls
To lead the path towards light is their primary goal

To Learn and unlearn constantly.. is a part of my nature
Their questions make me happy.. because I am a teacher