Life thy dame, whispers to me

I woke up today with a thought in my mind,
The sunshine gorged upon my face with its golden magic shimmering wind.
My nose trickling with the sweet mist of the dawn,
I believed I was singing the song of the rain.
It was a fresh morning in the meridian of my dream.
I and my sleep were living the climax of departure pain.




I walked with my eyes half shut,
Trying hard to make out the creases on my face.
It wasn’t the same day I lived few moments away,
I see a new me every other day with a wish to efface the preface.




My glimpse in the water telling me to rise, to apace to catch-up with the life’s footrace.
I have a question running in my mind, what makes me the agile inside,
Was I happy yesterday and in today’s foreface.
I ought to soothen my spirit that all would be fine, yes this day is mine.
I would align, if not yesterday, I will embrace that today is divine.




Crossed the cross lines chapter after chapter,
Living to the usual, living to the mundane, living a living to best of living should be effort says the life.
If not a full smile try to give half curve on those dry lips of yours.

The life whispers to be partial to her, if not every moment at least a penny second more with cheers.
I don need big giggles and laughter, a smile here and there makes me feel better.
For which I muse on her, I can’t give you oh mah-life every promise I make,
But when I forget please give me a reason to shower you then and there a chance to smile enough sweeter..........