I felt melancholy
I felt sad.
I felt my life is bad.
Suddenly I glimpsed on
A bunch of sunflowers
Upon the hills,
Some on the window sills.
They danced in the breeze,
The wind murmured in the hills.
As they soaked the warmth
Of the sun
Caring two hoots about anyone.
I learned a lesson in my life,
Be like a sunflower in your strife.
Spread the glow and the warmth
Face the winds and the storms,
Radiate the happiness and keep the spirit high.
Look up radiant to the sky,
Even if life is an utter lie,
Inner happiness should not die.
Rise, hold your head, and shine
Lead your life don't whine.
Beat the weather and the storm,
Shatter the stereotypes and break the norm,
Be unique and be you,
Let you be successful in whatever you do.
A typewriter lay in the corner,Reminding of old thoughts and yonder,It had memories,Of old or golden stories.I knew my dad used those,To type letters or prose,He wrote love letters to my mother,And stories to reporters.It lay in the dustAnd had got rust.After my dad’s death,His