A notion that pricked
Every being that trickled
Down from heaven
A clean slate
Ready to be imprinted.
We question our worth
To be blessed with earth
Mask our true self
Baring our glory at the door.
Aye! Life is an uphill task
Never forget to bask
In the light of your bliss.
We are born for a reason
To remain till a season
For filling other souls with blossoms
Watered with the good in our bossoms.
Hail to us and all
Let us celebrate life
You and I
Let’s make this worthwhile.

© SV


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