Throughout days and within nights ,
Brooding silence is accustomed to bother the fragments inside my wounded heart,
Dazzling giggle attempts to heal its injuries but it seems fake ,
On the verge of flooding tears crawling down my cheeks without any sob ...
Moon tickles my destitute state with its twinkles and bounty of esperation emaning from its smooth nimbus ,
Here is the elixir of life preety-nagging ,
Despicable roots creep up brutaly then slights prevent from scratch ,
Thanks i am cured ...
wOw
How thrilling life is filled of bliss and grief