This comes in collaboration with a person who wish to remain reticent because of some untold reasons.
I wish to reveal the name and that’s why it’s only a wish. Wishes rarely come true. But that person is cool and have an amazing personality.
Here we go.
Pen and paper, brushes and canvas
I either paint(rarely) or write(always)
Of long gone desires, of long forgotten dreams
There’s a difference between the two
I am yet learning
But who knows what both are
Except for Almighty Himself
For He knows it all.
When the storms arrive, and
When the tides are high,
Remember the most High,
Have beautified your sky
And made for yo ;one moon,
That shines: refulging your
Hues of hope sans derides.
Dear! Remember the path.
Engraved in the most Glorious,
Treaded by the companions,
Where they exhort success
With patience and perseverance.
In your convas dear,
Black dots are there,
With all different colors,
It looks great, when you paint.
You write verses touching the sky,
Scintillating the sky with stars
That speaks all your fights.
All your ups and down got emrbaced,
These are what it makes you.
Oh, soul! Now that you have submitted the will.
There is always a brighter side
Even though it seems dark and not nigh.
Words and verses, miniatures and paintings
I give all to Him
For they depict my prayers and questions
And He knows it all
Whether I stay numb or write
He knows what is in my heart
And thus when I bow down to Him with questions
My soul rise high in perseverance and patience.