Like the grey days of life,
This day would start with a pause.
Making you wait for a while,
Giving you a wholesome at the terminal.

May this day bring success and peace which was lost,
In the midst of turmoil and struggles.

The hot sun dancing on your head,
Providing you heat all throughout.
The chilly wind cutting like blades,
Pricking like knives in your hands,
As if they are slicing your skin thoroughly,
Providing you with chillness!

Just like this the day grey would pass,
Like the passing clouds,
Like the day and night,
Like the beauty of shimmering stars to Beauty of clouds.
This day would pass even sooner than you could acknowledge it,
It would be a wind cutting through you skin,
But sometimes it is the only thing which could give you peace,
Just like now.
Forget everything,
embrace everything around,
Love yourself like you love others,
Brace yourself like you are going for a war,
You are...