The flowers
that  flickered in  the garden
Bright and as a sprite
it took me to the magical world
  
The bloom that made us happy
  Where all crying
they  sobbed and sobbed


the flowers
that bloomed in the garden
bright as a sprite
it took me to the magical world

The bloom that made us smile
where laughing out
they chuckled and chuckled


Every man who seem to be normal is not as what you think
they may be sobbing
or
they may be chuckling

You are no one to define what he is

The almighty can  
the one in the beyond
but you can't

Running and running
In the hot days
in the cold nights
no stop
to this
Comrade

Gently and  lazily
in the sleepless nights
and in the  prosaic days

you run and leap when I need you to stop and wait for me ....
you  crawl and creep when I need you to be quick and reach ..,

it still tricks me ,
How you conjecture
to be polar
of me

It is too puzzling
that at times
life tricks you

It may seem like a hard math puzzle
or at times
a riddle with no answer

But you have to solve the problem
you have to find an answer
for the riddle that may give a crack in you

KEEP GOING ...BE POSITIVE
HAVE A GOOD DAY AHEAD :)