The ache of sweet milk tooth,
That echo from the childhood,
Calling for the fairy of tooth,
Freedom of mischief
and eventually elude,
A call comes from youth
Now nothing remains exuberant,
This is an artistry of the creator,
It aches in the youth,
when one is far away from truth,
The power lies within us,
Then why we make everyday a fuss,
Attachment will always leave burns,
why making happiness “a law of diminshing returns”,
Why are we sitting so clueless
even with ourselves,
Step out of those sort of kind of troubles,
Act out of your bubble,
Let’s turn on our amplitude,
Keep spreading love and gratitude,
Stand out in the sunshine
and dance while “Healing In Solitude”!
Quietly ~ brilliantly ~ Beautiful ~ 🙏🏼
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