Broken heart & Bruised Flesh,
Alienated from self in the rush.
Someone murmured with a curse,
Longings will never end nor curbs.
.... yet I Whispered to myself
With hope in my eyes reflecting in the mirror.
Nothing onslaughts against my valour
The muse and hues all get together,
Birds will sing and sprinkling feather.
...my mission in life is not merely to survive,
I'll scatter all colours and thrive!
The joys in my heart collected bountifully,
I will live my life happily.
so, I smiled exuberantly!
neither too slushly nor too travesty...
and I smiled!