Shades of times.....

Happy moments are few

So, they seem like a drop of dew

While the heart reminisces the joyous dates,

The self ponders.... “Will there ever be an end to this wait?”

And then, life preaches.....

“There is bliss and, there is ache

After all, life comes in shades of give and take”

Whilst the self wishes for the time to fly

The inveterate question haunts...."Why us? Why?"

As the sand slips through the hour glass, grain by grain

Every second becomes a souvenir of pain!

“Fret not, child! Every phase has its time!”, so preaches the life

As faith returns with rejuvenated hopes, to battle the demons in the mind!

Good times shall follow, so sayeth the faith....

Until then, it is all worth the wait!