Bhawna Raina's Personal Blog

Silent and serene...the night Everyday passing day seems same. Yes we all do the routine but yet isn't there a variation, a slight shift, of actions, thoughts, and moments. That is what is unique.. As I almost wrap up my day, I look back and tell myself I did well and so is true of each one of you. I am glad to take a moment out To admire the dark sky which paints a beautiful canvas of clouds and stars, So much more revealing when looked upon. Only asserting that change is the only constant, Embrace it and pat your back. Well it was never meant to be perfect, Or else how will we learn. The beauty fades, the earth moves The deserts turn to water and water dries away. Cherishing through the bits of broken pieces and putting it all togther in the end is sum of it. It is in this imperfection that smile peeps through eyes full of tears, It is this night that holds the promise of tomorrow, It is this breath that hides the key to your happiness.

Buried it all while leaving the prints behind The reminiscence of the better side Conspiring to shred every bit of truth, Leading or misleading the youth? They aren't building bridges But creating a world of glitches and hitches She cried for her dying child And they partied like wild. He was looking for his dead parents While they lied about all that was to be transparent. All she sought was education But they lead her to prostitution. Some want to breathe fresh air And smoke chimneys are killing people everywhere. No, it is not going to get easy and good It going to be a dead and cold neighbourhood. Buried it all while leaving the prints behind The reminiscence of the better side