Mentor and Coach !!

 

I have touched a few lives

Some vain, some really bright

They renewed, they grew and reached their height

Met their purpose, which made their heart smile

 

It feels great to play that role

But on my heart it takes a toll

As this involves me to go through a process

Of trust and love and emotions enfold

 

It starts with loving the dough of thy soul

Soaking in mine, as if it was a mold

Slowly it takes the shape of my heart

Fits into it as if it was a part

 

It grows its stems and leaves to feed

It strengthens the roots to stand on its feet

Only to discover that it was God’s art

To use me as a carrier to take them to their path

 

It’s great to be worthy of playing that role

But everytime my heart stretches and reshapes

It wilts to shreds, baring new holes

It causes a piercing ache, unexplained, untold

 

It’s my heart and it’s my soul

Not a synthetic cast or a throwaway mold

You may use and shed whenever…

You think you are ready for a new goal

 

God tells me it’s great to be a catalyst

To contribute to the others’ catharsis

But, it impregnates my heart with a new hope

That I found my true friend ‘n’ accomplice

 

I want to hold on to it for all the blood ‘n’ tears I give

I join its dream as it‘d break if I miss

But then it’s evolved and ready for a goodbye kiss

You shovel me out of my make belief bliss

 

I am left bleeding in anguish n pain

Isolated, lonesome and torn by a vane

Withered by a storm, deluged by the rain

Feeling hollow and vain all over again

 

God! It’s been long, I swore, I’ll not surrogate anyone’s soul

I’ll not love or nurture it to have me cajoled

You served me anew! As it was meant to merge

I started believing, we are one and it’d make me whole!