Blemishing thoughts popped up, Loitering in the back yard of mind; Gloomy faces spoke out the fraility, In the midst nonetheless we saw,others just watched. Somewhere there was a bit of heldup emotions, Making up the hearts heavy to bear; Heavier it felt,both longed to throw at eachother: Stars lost their way in the solitude of sky. Morning called 'wake up ,you are not dead; Days are long,none could wait that long 'Fight or flight the paths leading ahead'. Somewhere we listened,voices from inside To the songs that our hearts were singing ; Then infront lie the whole world , Bit by bit it revealed,an unventured world Dawn we had started to end in dusk And again we now start not to end But for every other dawn waiting.
This can be called a personal diary or public page;What ever it be called the only intention is expression of thoughts!