My Ways

By Ritu Jain

There are nights

When I want to walk on the ground

And wish to touch the sky..

There are days

When I want to fall hard

And wish to fly..

There are moments

When I want to laugh

And wish to cry..

There are people

Whom I want to leave

But wish to standby..

Both are my ways,

And the rest need no reply..

Let both the ways be loved,

Cherished and dignified..

By Ritu Jain