Lessons New I Need to Learn

Eyes see new sights everyday,
Ears hear new tongues and words,
New smells, new tastes, everywhere, yet
Nothing new for my heart to feel!

You follow me everywhere I go,
Oh Solitude! My unsolicited friend!
Take a rest, let me go free,
You'll be called for, when lonely again!

Lessons are new I learn day-by-day,
Teachers are many, but student just me!

Teaching, the art of my tongue,
Learns lessons from the learners.
Cooking, the art of my tummy,
Learns 'em from its appetite.

Feeling, the need of my heart, has
None but its old mate to teach!
Lessons new, I need, to feel
My heart goes wanting in it again!

Lessons are new I learn day-by-day,
Teachers are many, but student just me!
I need but a single teacher, who
Helps me feel new, joyous things.

The Story that Can't Be True!

I was born and had many to love,
And was loved and cared for,
And was listened and sought for,
 And was given a chance more!

I had friends who wanted me,
At times they really needed one,
They were still there, when no one
Else would lend their ears or hear me!

I had tongues to talk to birds, when
They stopped by just to listen me!
And had a heart to feel it, when
The breeze from north consoled me!

I was a poet, renowned and read,
Who could melt his pain in words,
And could heal his wounds by his words,
To make his ways good to proceed.

I had my nights which never ended,
Which left me to me and my peace.
I was happy when the sun was up,
Until it was led to that eternal peace!