Soul of Hard Times !

Let her 'Be'! 

At times, it doesn't matter how much you try;

all you gotta do is to sit down and watch others doing what you could have done even more generously!


Whether you grit your teeth or falling down through a memory;

you no more escaped but thrashed out slowly.


It doesn't matter whether you're wounded or healing;

most of the times, you're not allowed to go freely.


Words may left remarks of agony;

sometimes, there is no way of sailing.


Initiating or granting;

sometimes, your existence is wiped out wholly.


It's not what you're pouring;

but how you ripped off deeds after enduring.


All you wish to do is, disguise somewhere beyond harmony.

At times, nothing matters;

but you need space for own without any theory !!!