It’s Dark, But It’s Okay

We never know what Life may bring us to. Sometimes It seemed leading us to where we wanted to be. But, sometimes It appeared like stabbing us from our backs. From rainbows and unicorns to doom and gloom It brings us as It pleases. Mystery is perhaps Its surname.

Here, the unspoken has been revealed. Words become the tools to open the lids of fears and worries. Poetry can be a safe vehicle for the survivors to ride along the Life’s rollercoaster.