Christmas Eve

It's Christmas eve
I am sitting alone in my room
Have cleaned it all
for some Christmas luck
have prepared my mind
to get dressed
coz for God sake
it's Christmas eve
I must celebrate
it's meant to be celebrated
and yet
deep inside
there is some glitch
it takes me
to years before
to some other Christmas eve
When I was a kid
and our home was different
Where friends I never had
yet neighbors were immense
and we 
the kids of our colony
used to get together every year
Decorating X'mas tree
Sugar candies
cake and rattles
How I used to dance 
round and round
that X'mas tree
with happy sounds
and love all around
every Christmas eve
used to be.
Never realized
when shifting to a new home 
took that all
in some other surprise
It became smaller but selective
Christmas celebration
shifted to malls and discs
Here I sit further away
from even those eves
far off from my loved ones
seeking forsaken relief
and I try to convince myself
that it is just another day
I am trying to be happy
for it's Christmas
and I have it my way
But this surely was never my decision
This being here writing this sermon
I am gonna rock it hard today
I know
I am spoiled this way
But those innocent moments
of my childhood
appear again n again
like a moon ray
in my lonely way
and I wonder
if I missed my stars and bells
somewhere far away
and yet stars travel
and so do people
Shepherds and kings
Gifts and rings
With some more icing 
of school memories
I sing in my heart
those carols
those choir songs
in his glory
And here I smile again
for some old memory of a new rain
and transformed into my childhood self
singing and acting in assembly's shelf
I feel happy for it's Christmas day
I feel happy to be born this way.

Written by - Mystical Wanderer