Life turns a new turn,
sings the wind,
song of happiness,
of healing wounds,
drying tears,
and vanishing fears.
My insides surrender,
And thus ends,
the battle long fought.
A fear, but,
punctures this happy picture,
and distorting all colours,
A clamour, perhaps,
of an old souring tale,
of an old souring tale,
of stifled dreams,
and dead voices,
refusing to leave its abode,
awakens me again,
to the surreal reality,of lost times.
I wait again,
The clouds this time,
I hope,shall wipe my decaying canvas clear….!!!!!
P.S To the reader of this piece,
EID MUBARAK !!!! :)
P.S To the reader of this piece,
EID MUBARAK !!!! :)
.....Well every cloud has a silver lining, I really wish happiness may engulf your life and introduce you to better, stronger side that every one in this world possess but only self-belief and time can unlock it.
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Eid MuBaRaK!!