LIFE

A theater of untold scene .
Wonderful what’s unseen.
Some see it a way ,others a bridge.
Any case it ‘s a stage of age..
To satisfy our insatiable desire..
Heedless of what tokens inspire.
Only a few are in an observatory.
Contemplating what’s extraordinary.
Trying to steal from their stream.
Otherwise all will be only a dream.
Embodying what we feel need much.
It needs sharp subtlety when we watch.
To grasp what’s unseen to be visible.
In a mold that make more it desirable.
Let the art express what silence can’t.
It’s the representative of life’s mystery.
The merrier that mirrors its nice glory.
Who describes its blue sea and heaven ?
Who releases sad hearts from their laden.
If a hand sadden ,another has to gladden.
To make distressed hearts willing to open.
To be willing to be, in life’s difficulties.
Dejected hearts can’t exist without pities