Looking vacantly at the empty sky.
Asking hundreds of questions and why
Not cursing fate and feeling shy
Yet so much eagerness and helplessness to try
Sky has nothing much to offer
Many hollow ideas and to differ
Vast empty horizon as over stretched empire
Only blue color to be taken into account and admire
It is like entire life spread over number of years
Sometimes shadowed by pain and fears
Sometimes moon’s cool light to enjoy
Morning cool breeze to stay for little joy
You will have to feel it up with colors
Some to be colorless like white color
Pain and sacrifice with orange
And dry green leaves for age
Over all it depends how you steer the course
Either you make it worthwhile or filled with remorse
Try to come out of it successfully
And make it look so nice and beautifully
So look at it differently and give the shape
Never feel dejected and fall in the trap
Life is what you make out of it
Turn it with the wind and feel comfortably and fit
hasmukh amathalal
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