Good Morning

By Adity Sharma

Withered flower, long dry way,

Scorching hot, long day.

Walking through desert so alone,

To something unknown.

Mirage made me swayed,

Just a delusion or about to be preyed.

Keep moving, don’t rest,

Gradually sun and I reached the west.

In cold night, with daunting dark,

All alone with a hurt heart.

Forgather my self again to walk,

Over the umpteen pieces of my heart.

Wayaway, I fell down,

A moment I felt like I’m all gone.

It was the darkest hour, consuming murk,

Unawares a voice I heard.

Wake up, get up! It is the Morning, 

Hello sunshine!

I looked up ,it was my inner light,

And ‘Good morning’ I replied.

By Adity Sharma