Arya A J
A fear so horribly haunting
But only for those fearful
Outbursting from the terror
That mind is yet to witness.
Love whose sins disguised in vain
Can try to turn pain, but triumph
Still away; miles to conquer…
Sometimes faith proving wrong
Not just in itself alone…
But to all in it’s hold!
A trail to stand left before
Forgiveness longed, not in words
Actions in disgust, anger in fear
Towards the world, the creator.
All to whom a question asked:
“Pain given solely accepted, but
Why not give strength to strive?
Why not give hope to stand?
Why not give a consoling hand?”
Answers to be brought out
Entrusted to convey truth
Weeping silence, humming prayers.
Exclaims one as an answer :
“Whats given is whats chosen
Accept it for you have the guts”
Lets try the same, for all is chosen
May all end well at best of its times
For life with mere joy and laughter
Is nothing but a waste of time..!
