Never thought of such sight,
Never Thought of such Flight,
Holding Hands and Raising Eyes..
Far across at such Height.
Blossoms across the valley,
When you came in my Alley.
Silence in the flowing breeze,
Whispers of opening creese.
Never thought of such hypnotize,
Never thought of such silent inner fight...
When I have no hold on myself,
Just a magic leading my way through entire night.
Life gives various flavors-
Sweet, Bitter and even more in trailer.
Suddenly someone's presence co near,
You cannot realize how much he is your own dear.
Never thought of the emptiness before
Nevr thought of the closeness of behold,
You came we met in a Golden Evening -
And now I think I can name it a '' Happy Meeting ''
I look at my life like a piece of paper, as clean and smooth from the time it was produced
from it's maker. But, for evry negative event that I was afflicted with, a creese would
form on my paper to show that it was not a myth. I could see my sheet of paper in my
mind, and I knew from the lines lots of pain occured during time. One night I awoke from
a dream , candid and vivd and took me back to the sceene. I sat up at the edge of my bed
and closed my eyes very tight, I wrinkled up the paper and threw it away with all my
might. "Just forget about it, I said pretend it did't occur,just put it out of your mind
it's nothing it's mediocre. But, day after day and night after night, the dreams turnned
dark and gave me such a fright.I had pain that doctors cound't explain, and scared to
death I would get another migraine. Then one day I closed my eyes I unwrinkled the paper
and started to analyze. I looked at the lines both dark and lite, I started to confront
the issues outright. I soon learned that all life lessons both bad and good, becomes who
we are and must be understood. After all is said and done, you a the acomplished one!