Sign of Day

The Night was complete dark,
Still it could not leave mark!!

The Night moved no fast,
But it could not last!!

The long night is reaching its end, the blackness is melting down. The first sign of the day has shown up. An hour before, the sky could not believe that it could ever get rid of darkness. The first hour of the morning is so beautiful, indicating an amazing day ahead. Black turning blue, waiting open arms for the first orange ray.

Someone up there smiling watching his own magic !!

~ Shail

My Struggle with Life!!

I am given a white paper, pen, pencil, brushes, colours and erasers.
I guess it is some competition……
No instructions are given, No rules are told …
I am blank…It seems I have to return the paper in the end
I have no idea what is expected to be the winner……..
I don’t even know the deadlines…
I think I should present it beautiful…
I use pencil…….fearing spoiling it
It’s not looking good……..
The pure white is turning black…
Probably, I am tested for keeping it clean…
I erase….But it’s not the same
I am again tempted to write on it
Pencil rolls on again…Pen also finds its way
It doesn’t turn out as I expect
This time I use a better eraser
Again, I mess…..
The paper becomes rough……..
I cry….
I throw the paper…show tantrums
Let me enjoy…May be I am supposed to do that only
I pick it again…
I decide playing with colours…
I practice stroking brush in the air…
Finally, I give a shot on my paper…
I don’t know…but it’s not perfect
I laugh….
Again, I think...I write…I spoil…I erase…I mess…I cry….I paint…I laugh
My struggle with Life Continues!!!