Dark fog is spreading all over the sea,the little bird is alone with her dream.
A scary sound is coming from all around, to break the confidence of little bird brown.
Those big and huge stones are in the way,to stop her to fly high in the sky.
Those high tides running with water around,to stop the bird landing on stone at sides.
Places are full of only stones ,a girl who is playing with her doll.
All the storm with great speed,take away the little doll along with.
The girl is alone with no one else,only the stones with mud in it.
Ooh God!where you hide ? ,the bird cry with pain in her eyes .
This scary place took me away from home ,no one here with me to give hope.
Only this curiosity bind with tears, in the hope someone can come to save me from here.
Tears rolled out and falls on stone ,who took away my dearest doll?
Sitting on the ground and looking abroad, waiting for storm come back to give her doll.
On the beaches where water is much ,takes the happiness of the little girl in seconds.
That one joy become a butterfly,as mansoon comes it fly without her guys.
A strange sound come in ears ,as she look around in hope of someone near.
Beam of light come abroad,as she look a cruise come in contact.
Ooh God !you are here , save everybody from everywhere , chasing the dark fog white light come
All darkness vanished in one short.
A crowd with lot of peoples , running towards the beach to enjoy the summer.
With the heavy foot the girl walk , as she saw a boy playing with his toys.she saw a beautiful fairy toy in it ,she was ready to smile a little bit .
The boyask her for friendship as he was seeing her crying .
All the happiness goes away ,as cruise come bird land on it .
Every huge tides were now below the sight and big stones gives a street like surround .
The girl lost her cry as she find a new friend a fairy toy .
Everything was now happy as they pray for hope ,
Every difficulties get vanished as we keep flourishing abroad.
Difficulties and lonesome comes in life but
In those days we should stay calm.
Back then everything will fine as we believe in positive insight .
No Pain, No Gain...& All That Rut.
Shout 2 The High Heavens, Angrily, Over Difficulty & Technicality.
Suddenly, Certainty: A Better Take On This Constant Of Reality.
Peaceably & Expertly Realizing A End 2 The Madness: Utter Strength, There Is Hope N Difficulty.
- Authors: Sonal monhyung (Pseudonym), Broken Ankh
- Visible: All lines
- Finished: July 25th, 2023 08:00
- Limit: 6 stanzas
- Invited: Public (any user can participate)
- Category: Spiritual
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