Through just and unjust ,the world it runs.
Rivers and lakes , in people, it depends.
Spouse and pause, love it holds.
Inevitable , the forces they are.
Though world begin in hate,
may it end in love.

Inevitable kiss of comparision,
Inevitable mix of life and death.
May the dead raise its confession
and life console in redemption.
Wealth for poor and poverty for rich,
Nothing like a curse, nothing fancy
that can wonder me for more.
Make me resemble  the vivid light,
which wonder around the youth,
which crave for love and strive for success.
Mark those penned words that slice
Old barks to unique the word but
still misunderstood as ignorant.
Lost runs which once made its importance,
that merely left with regret,
Ribbon to win again it hung,
let the regret break it's cuff.
Powered soldiers made their way,
him or her neither heard cry.
Melted nature calmed their grief
with love and warmth welcomed new.
Prey of evil may make many ways but
But train of youth made its oath and
history of battle remain in past.
May this dream live in thousands,
and million make it work,
'Though unrealistic expectations strike reality
hope is still desirable 'they said.

Laziest brunches to be made, was a tiring dawn to begin with. It was cool till the date of my alliance, everything was indiscipline and beautiful, but it was just a mocking test for my mere future. Was it difficult to say no to things I don't like, was the thought I shared before. Now it took me to a change, a change of waking up.

Walking down the stairways, thinking of unmade menus I was ok, but with a sudden just of wind every other thoughts disappeared. Neither any music playing,  Entertainment shows nor any person to make me smile ,instead it was the wind which made me notice myself again. It was harder to wake up but it was a different journey to begin with.

Reminder! Something popped up my phone with a ring aloud with a message written ‘Good morning have a good day’, it was a casual message from my mother but it was a new feeling for my heart and that changed my day.

Now, opening my eyes at crack of dawn, my thoughts are not just menus of unmade meals but also some dreams that shake me and say aloud ‘I won’t die, So wake up early down’.