Missing the soul

Am I the same?

As I once used to be.

I really wonder now!

Why am I so calm?

I never been so,

It’s unlike my nature!

It’s now bothering me.

I am facing tense situations,

With promises to meet,

But am I tense?

Really!

I believe, I am not!

I used to be worrisome,

Thinking too much,

On everything that is irrelevant,

Now, too calm to be worried!

I wonder!

I amn’t missing things,

Like the way I used to be.

Springing up crazy things,

When used to miss,

Not anymore!

Just feeling to write

all the time;

Like once I dreamed,

Like once I wished.

But lazy soul never did it,

Then how come now?

I am so active!

Not realized till now,

It’s not for good,

“Feeling myself being escapist,”

Rather than reformed!

Hence I feel,

“I am missing the soul,”

That used to be hyperactive!

Nithin.R.S.