Yearned for some one to confide to
But found none to confine to
Cried days and nights  of my loneliness
Longing plentitude of completeness,..

Believe seeing my weepy soul
And helpless to give a candid console
The master designer of my life gifted me a loving soul
As my protector and saviour as whole
Destined to be my strength at large
Till end of my life always to recharge !!

Oppressed mind, repressed soul , suppressed heart vanished from my memories and  self...
And disappeared to the vanity with a never return back promise to their self..

Mind, heart and soul regenerated alive
Encouraged dreaming colossal to survive
Supported and Illuminated by  the gift of God
Gazing to a destination good and odd.
.
Alterations marked the gift of God's ingress
Rediscovered my writing passion in progress
Guiding me to the world of words
And aiding me to find my word from words..

Sparkle in smile, compassion in eyes,
zeal to care, meticulousness in advice
I feel the touch of the master creator
In this..his gift to me!!
Doubtlessly I know... The master creator himself....is THE GIFT TO ME!!