Life Beyond Dollars Poem by Ishita Kapoor

Life Beyond Dollars



These words are my own... threw some chords together…
And all this to let you know, how I am different from others...?
I have used my thoughts to solve the puzzle…
Let me know if you get it, when you collect it together...

I am shy but I am bold..can stand on my own…
Don't need your pick and dropp service, so, stop ringing my phone...
If you call me for the party, I will join you definitely..
Provided I don't have to see you with other gals, yes you hottie!

Don't need you to buy me new dresses, new sandals…
I am not the kind of pinkie, staying 24*7 in the parlour...
If you buy me a ring, I m not gonna swing…
Up and above you and your orders... Dude! Stop acting like ma father...

Don't need to say, come baby I will dropp you by my car…
Come sweety I can get you a new one...
Be it Mercedes Benz, be it Ferrari at its best..
Don't think it's gonna convince me.. So try someone else!

I m not a perfectionist... but I love my imperfections…
That makes me believe I am still a human on this earth!
I don't want the green dollars.. Oh boy! Don't show me those expensive collars…
This rolex is good for you, I am different, and I am not in your queue!

If you still think, you are gonna get me..let me tell you, it's your misconception…
Stop dreaming, get out of your perception! !
Get out of your dreams, look at the mirror instead!
Let me breathe, let me look at the world outside, now stop making me feel tied...

Just open your eyes, and look outside…
Can you see me here? Did you look out there?
Oh Boy! Now stop finding me here and there…
Cause I have gone to a place out of here...

Oh boy, now I beg your pardon…
Excuse me but I am not from your garden...
My garden is quite different,
Where feelings are costlier than your fancy cars...


This garden is quite wide…
We have love, we have emotions, and we love real smiles...
Happiness is all around…
Even with lack of your gold and pound...

I know you'll find me crazy but this is what makes me lazy,
Lazy to go for money, lazy to seek for fake currency...
I love being so lazy,
Atleast I get out of my bed on my own, even if I am sneezing...

Be it bad cold, or fever..be it jaundice or measles…
I have my loved ones by my side, maybe that's why I don't need the servants..what's your fight?
And Each Day when I get up, I pray to the lord of pride..

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