A tear we felt on OUR cheek
invisible to many eyes
In the midst of d crowd we feel lonely.
As a withered flower in the beautiful garden.
We stumble upon the rocks of misfortune.
Like a fallen unforunate leaf.
BEING drift away by the swift
of the city into nothingness
We pray for the arrival of spring in our life.
A silence unbroken by the humming
of the bees we no longer spy.
LET'S get our spark nd colours back
LET'S get our music back
WE have to wake up & rise like glowing sun
TO REGAIN OUR LIFE.......
@NIDHI