WORDS THAT HEAL THY PSYCHE

 

Life is short, indeed the words written or spoken last for ever,

Smoothening ones, the solace and comfort they go a long way,

We, the humans’ fell out of bag of water, natures gift for sure,

 Are the tiny drops of rain to bid finally in the ocean in sway.

We, in the pink of health, all resounding and rejoicing in glee,

Surround us, is the canopy of viruses, bacteria, fungi and few,

Immune to all these awhile, then overpower us too in spree,

The dawn and moon were shiny, unmindful of their curfew.

These  evenings of ours amidst the setting sun, hours in glory,

Yet, fret and fume when our body s rocked oft by ills and frills,

There is enough time  dear friend, the sunset is still far away,

Recoup yourself, to bask in the evening sun, in all the thrills.