My Streams Of Consciousness

Sometimes I feel sad,
At times I nearly die,
Then the memories make me cry,
And I feel helpless and tired,
They surely bring smile to me,
But,at the same time,melt me inwardly,
Ah!I wish I could have them back,
And show them the feelings I have,
But then,the realities of life are there,
Order us to stand and stare,
Who cares, a person like me,
Who is,somehow,ready to voyage,
Through his streams of consciousness,
But then,the experiences of life are there,
Teach us to be practical and aware