My little brittle Universe

Thoughts as Colors,

Vibrant yet layers,

In the bait of light,

appear out of sight,

There’s light at the

End of tunnel,

Will you start and,

Reach there ??

Or simply turn around??

Thoughts train and endTunnel

There is a moment we all were struggling inside with these multitudes of Colors. Those are longings. Those are the baits we play.

Reach out the end of the world and see the light. There’s a lot of light.

One need to identify it.

Celebrate Life.

Masoom Jethwa.

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