Baggage

I have seen enough of this world
to know that the most popular opinion
is not the always the most right thing

I remember those days
when nobody cared
what I did

I did a lot during those days

Now that everyone asks
what am I doing
I'm not able to do anything

I miss the oblivion
I miss the carelessness

I miss not being busy
yet not being idle!

I never felt like a fool
though no body thought
I was doing anything worthwhile

I now doubt
the wisdom of the world

I care not about
the stupid measures and scales!

It just helps me
to look too far
across the boundaries and boundations

I try my best
to cut ties and shackle
once a while
to drown in the sea of thought
to learn the unseen and unheard
to feed the mind
to release the baggage
which comes from the world!