poem for you

Shadows mock and joys smile,
An, I cry like an artless child
May this world love me and swing
Wait or welcome, vigorously like spring
Love me- remember me
I am not your foe
I am the woe, I am the woe

I teach in this world, to fight
To earn, to learn, not to fright
To love, to quest, to achieve and desire
Me thinks, I am just like your sire

Love me – find me
In all the magnificent treasures
You will find me, better, in all the measures

But, with each and every traveler, I meet
Why they hate? Even don`t like to greet
But still, I come- so late or so soon
I am your true friend; not a sordid boon
Love me – figure me
I am hapless, friendless, all alone
But, your shining pebble, not a stone

By – siddharth kumar