Life is beautiful but fragile,
With all of us fighting a silent battle.
To secure and have a better future,
A future we can only picture.
We don’t know how tomorrow is going to be,
Maybe we will see moons, three.
I may not be there anymore to greet thee,
And the fortune I made I will never see.
We save and sacrifice for things unseen,
Breaking and doing things mean.
Living in denial and idolizing other’s lives,
In this chaos and madness, I hope your heart survives.
For a change drop your thinking caps,
Take some time for yourself and relax.
Why you may ask me not to worry about future,
That’s because of its unpredictable nature.
To the wounds of past, it is the stuture.
But what you have now is all that you can nurture.