One day when your eyes greet dawn rudely
Embittered about the letters you can’t scribble
You hunt for ink but find only the feather
You seek inner peace but meet fear plus despair
Even the elements scream your name
But doubt forms an endless traffic lane
On your path to finding your meaning
Or sketching an art of your heart, bleeding.
Gently shut your mind to all worries
And wear the armour of the fearless
Your silent wishes would drop a voicemail
Requesting you dwell not in depression’s day
One day, you won’t always get the ice-creams
Cause life is a mother mix of sour sweets.