Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Colorful Times

Is the night sky colorful or my eyes are bright?
The world around appears to be full of light.
Things which were once lifeless
Are alive now like they were never dead.

Hand in hand when we walk,
Together the journey is never tiring.
That is the magic happening here.
I became his and he became mine.

We make opinions and live by them.
Right or wrong we often don't bother.
And when someone dares to change it,
We realize how better life can become.

Let go the bad folks.
Let in the good ones.
And then even without the rains,
There will be rainbows above..!!