Wednesday 1 June 2016

A walk through Yellow Woods..

A path untraveled, 
That stretched across dense forest,
There were footprints, 
Through little less known yellow woods..

Neither anyone behind,
Nor was anyone ahead,
Just a road that divulged,
Without any precision..

Apprehension existed always,
Mystery only resolves when it is solved 
Ignorance breeds complains,
Confidence leaves no space...

Trauma is a parasite,
That leads to distress of yesterday,
Along with Worry of tomorrow,
Diminishing the present! 

Tough times teach, 
Good times only please,
Best results are through difficult situations,
Life is indeed the biggest lesson! 

Dance to your own RHYTHM

A little bit of Sunshine, A bit of Rain, A bit of Sand To run and play Sound of waves Gushing on the stones, Changing colors...