Some days are pathetic,
Being uncomfortable is exhausting
Incessant pain is fatigue
Though it defines my endurance better than any word,
I want to question the Almighty
Why?!!

There are optimistic set of people

They capture beauty with eyes and store in minds.

They have the capacity to portray every detail in very special kinds.

Their words have the power to make their world visible to the blinds.

Morning breeze is passing by after a gentle meet
Drops of dew on settled grass are shining and sweet

Sun is piercing through clouds to break the dawn
Things become vibrant and visible with different colours soon

There I sit under a tree in light green pasture
My heart filled with joy doesn't need a reason to be happy anymore

Dream of girl
Is clear white pearl
Her heart of tangles
Sighs impending wrangles
She deserve to be destined
To a love that is enshrined and unstained..