A chaos hit
a tornado rocked
a cyclone hit the shore
volcano of emotions erupted
The little butterfly was stormed
the flower was blown
the plant uprooted
the sweet home disappeared
after the calamity was gone
all was good
all was healed
at least it appeared to eyes
upon the visions seen
maybe, it was the time to dream
alas
all wasn’t okay
alas
not really like before
when nightmares could disappear
after the sun shone
when memories could fade
over a bar of chocolate
Was everything alright
it retrospected
words of courage were bore inside
it wasn’t time to reconsider the actions tonight
amidst those moments of dilemma beside
it was realised
the mind was wild
yet the body was mild
fragile and broken
tired and heavy
loosing its capacity
Ebbing on waves of challenges that hit the shore
though the mind wished to conquer the world
yet why was soul overwhelmed
why was it scared
why questions layered
why did everyone glare
why did strangers stare
to those apprehensions
to life’s unseen comprehension
lets make some compositions
to sing some voices of opposition
to the world who labels
let us be rebels
for a second of recommend
lets make minutes of amend
one second at at time
one task at a moment
one question in mind
one answer to find
lets take the opportunity
to solve it once at a time
to prepare for unseen calamities
to build and get over those past calamities…..