When I decide to become a writer, my family tried gloss over it and change the subject. They’d say it sounds like a good career, but hey what about a career in nursing or in becoming a doctor? Did…
The fiery green grass is on my sight
And I can’t resist to stop by
Water splash reaches the sidewalk
The birds land quickly bowing on the ground
Yellow’s the color from my windows
Sun radiates the shine for the livings
They bloom like the flowers right down the park
Can’t keep my eyes off from all those beauty
Sitting on my bike to see the blue sky
To exchange the cold with the bright light
Sitting on my bike to let go some thoughts
I’ve been crashing out then I was burn out
Putting on my shoes then I slam the door
Strecthing all my limbs before it starts
Running feels so great I manage my breath
Releasing chemicals to generate my smiles
Yellow’s the color from my windows
Sun radiates the shine for the livings
The bloom like the flowers right down the park
Can’t keep my eyes off from all those beauty
Sitting on my bike to see the blue sky
To exchange the cold with the bright light
Sitting on my bike to let go some thoughts
I’ve been crashing out then I was burn out
Life is all about happiness.. “Happiness” is published by Manali Trivedi.
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