She wants to be there in solitude
Where the everyday incidents don’t affect her jolly mood..
Her eyes depict a whole new story
Of the things she had always seen..
Because when her lips stayed shut
And the silence preserved..
Then too her eyes had always been keen..❤
She had been always afraid of the dark
From the monsters that it brings
Never thought that in darkness, stars have the maximum spark
And how with every dawn, a melodious cuckoo sings..💓