I found the glance of us
in street of barren,
In the lawn of flower
mind is holding a wave of heaven.

I can't measure the depth of desire
i hold to potray strong,
Life often throws a stone,
Either you keep it a side
or opt to make a home.

It's the choice that we made,
Crying loud on the inside,
Laughing hard on the outside,
Unlock the weired appearance & appreciate the life's each grade.

You're nowhere to be found
Expel the holy shit all around
which harken the feeble heartbeats &
makes you feel down,
Don't carry a doleful look & depleted soul
You're a warrior who deserves crown.

© Rinki bhardwaj