Hazy

Should i call myself fortunate?
For i misplaced my solitudenes,
i forgot how we used to be
for what propose it existed within me
I lacked idea how glad it made me in search of grace
No matter how i was, i was satisfied
For i knew my life, it itself was a mess!!

I am insane forgetting i had life i dint wanted to share
Every single day i wrote to almighty hoping it would reach there..
I murmered my wishes, that i rarely expected would come true
Yet i laid everynights expecting to go well through

I fought with what i owned
My own never resembled my wants
I cycled my ideas because inovation  was some other stories
It was something that never striked on my mind
All i wished was some miracle that would settle me aside
And now all those hassle, they have comprised my daily life
Making me glad and in all ways satisfy!




My tiny expectation that turned out to be real
And i stood here as like i  had always  wished to heal
Standing on my destined way, waking on the road i ever wanted to be
I found myself blessed with all my dreams surrendering for me

I dont have to fight anymore , pains have become nightmare for me
that i have never seen
Strangely Now i search my solitudeness  somewhere within,
And wish for my messy life that at least would make me happy for my thousands of minor sufferings!