Saturday, January 19, 2013

I don't even what I am feeling right now.

He showers me a spoonful of courage,
Every morning as I get up from my bed.
He showers me a spoonful of sleep,
Every night my puffy eyes turn red from crying.
He showers me a spoonful of strength,
Every time I stand up against the odds.
He showers me a spoonful of good luck,
Every time my fate falls short.
He showers me a spoonful of affection,
Every time I am cocooned by loneliness.
He showers me a spoonful of hope,
Every time I get too close to the end.
He showers me a spoonful of calmness,
Every time I start getting anxious.

1 comment:

Sri Valli said...

That 'He' is so sweet :) Every person in the world deserves such kind of person and we should try to be such kind of person too :)

Sweet poem Shriti :)