There will be nights like days, With a silent chaos, And days like nights, Pitch dark in the Sun, Giving us something to learn, At every turn. There will be moments, With missing memories, Feelig lost, Standing at the heart's coast, Looking for answers, With no clue of questions. When the waves of emotions Touch your feet, We run back with fear, Stepping into the quicksand, Gripping on to the wind, With a false hope in the mind, Inerting our souls.

ekalavya_padmaputra