When I planned - To Work On Me!

When I planned - To Work On Me!

A Poem by Sagar Waingankar

Interfering with all that's pre-planned is dangerous,
Concentrating on others lives is a diversion,
Need to remind myself every time, to think about the one who I am,
Its worth enough than judging others, whom I hardly know.

Try it out and see where your mind roams too all the time,
It will continue to divert and chase others,
With a frequent question, Why things aren't working as they suppose to?
Now that's what I could call a destiny - to concentrate on ourselves!

Many a times, I urge or long for things which never belonged to me,
But yes do experience solitude while things are soothing,
Now I continue to whisper all on my own,
Thinking about words that could be sold.

How crazy are these happenings,
Which continue to trigger my mind to get diverted all the time,
This carves a smile on my face, confusing others just to guess,
Well others always try their best to get me diverted from my place.

Well I'm trying my best to be a hard nut to be cracked,
This understanding may turn me into something rigid,
But this way, I could stay indulged in my own fairy tales,
As my blood flows and travels from tip of hair to my nails.

© 2015 Sagar Waingankar


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No doubt it is the beginning of self inquiry. Nice ...

Posted 9 Years Ago


Sagar Waingankar

9 Years Ago

Moment do arrives or shall I say a situation!

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Sagar Waingankar
Sagar Waingankar

Mumbai, Maharashtra, India



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Sagar S. Waingankar (1989) Suspicious about different behaviors around and questions that make me high from childhood, now illustrating them through poems. I write, when I wish to, never dare to ca.. more..

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