Gratitude Poem by M. Asim Nehal

Like lone moon fighting with darkness
like solitary wind yellowing the trees
I wander whole spring searching your marks.

Like crisp night resting peacefully
Like candle lights burning the agony
I melt within my skin.

Like thunderstorm freezing everything
Like waterfall cutting the edges
I fall for worldly sins

Like rising sun with exuberant energy
Like flower bloom under nature’s care
I make fresh beginning

By God’s grace
By sheer courage
I owe happiness to my friends..