Hurricanes come and go,
Making you realize that the earth beneath the feet should be felt every day.
Often people mistake in love,
Thinking they are on cloud nine.
In their sincerity,
Every person is a well wisher,
Every situation is a test of God,
But, I wonder if that is actually true?
Hurricanes don’t respect boundaries.
It hits, it strikes,
Moving the very foundation of hearts.
Too much modesty
One day will be left with nothing,
but a past affair.
You shiver, you sulk, you cry and complain,
But who is there to share this pain,
Or a relation which sustains?