When you have nothing to contribute
To society

Say

Thank you

It is so valuable

Without burning

You cannot know what jewels you have inside you

Every coin
Is rain
It falls in portions, in volume,
And gets dried up

Again we expect of rain.....

Feelings are the flock in an enclosure
At daybreak, they get freedom to rush out, like water from the channel,
To open to satisfy their hunger
On the dirt and grass they walk and ear of their choice
At dust they have to make their way to home

We want others to feel what we do
We don't want to feel what they do

Does the ball come back without hitting something

The rain falls for you, for me.
It doesn't know the meaning of bias.

Why should I explain it to people????

Saying thank you

Is special match

To light a special candle of love