A way to a lighted tunnel, after the dark,
A hope to a heightened sky after the grave,
To what you want and what you frame,
Remains in the mind and you walk so stray..
The belief so strong, to almighty we belong,
The determination not in vain, after the flunk,
Moving on with the push and pull after all,
And knowing the journey being tad too straight..
Who backs you and at what point of time?
Who consoles you at the most important cry?
Who narrates the story of their Life?
To just make you feel that your existence is a glory..
To cheers and be fine, i have written this rhyme,
To let the world know, that even i am taken care,
This one is for you, I say oh mighty supreme soul,
Thanks for sending angels at the end of every foul..