Walking under scorching sun, I steal a smile from a child’s rosy cheeks
Those were gushing out in full bloom,
A shade under the umbrella could have sufficed too.
Relief is found in abundance like
It is to hold up a secret in the vast silent sky
Like a friend who is mute
But listens to all your wearing cries
Like walking on the grass so green
Which shelters the dew drops from the trample
Like looking for a chuckle
From a joke unheard and uncared for
A friend who had tried to impress a hundred years back
Becomes the only solace to trace again
Like a fish out of stream, barely can move to survive
Finds abode in little hands that draw her out, into the new sparkling glass home
Like a chide from mother comes pouring upon us
Who could have known its balming impact?
Running through all the fears of going astray vanishes in a sigh
The time when fright evaporates in the jovial sky and
Sun, in its richness, shines
Is when life, at times, turbulent, at times fraud,
Revives
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