If you think I’m dead, look closely…
I may look dead from outside,
But I’m still alive with my kindness,
Giving them a chance of survival and hope,
About tomorrow, about spring,
About the prosperous future.
Sitting on the fence – Pigeon
I wonder what this pigeon might be thinking about!
Is it from where to find the grains today?
Or would it be about to be able to reach the sun if it flies high enough?
Possibilities are endless.
Sitting on the fence – Me
I wonder what shall I make for dinner tonight?
Will my daughter enjoy a cauliflower curry today or the brinjal one?
Or shall I just go for a parcel from KFC to go back to sleep and end this confusion?
As I said earlier, possibilities are endless.
The bare trees stand at winter nights,
With fragile bodies and no blankets of leaves to cover,
Keeping their heads up and hopes high,
Waiting for a good time to come.
And you shower all your light,
That you received as a gift from someone,
Because you know what darkness means,
So,you just reflect the kindness over them.