Breathing

Yesterday the sky was blue

Had beautiful from a view

Dancing along with fireflies

But morning said goodbyes.

Today all season are same

Empty roads! Why only I am?

Something missing within a day

One side rain! Why other side dry?

Today got a fragrant of air

Still the prayers are disappear

Soul spokes through breathing

Have everything but nothing.

Tomorrow only blossom and blossom

Hope will make me awesome

Just waiting a changing of cloud

Once again I will loud.

                          

                                        -Prantosh