Breathtaking!

Did you ever rise to a situation that held your breath?

A morning beauty or a nightmare?

The best you did or the worst you were made to do?

Every single day, there is at least one situation that holds your breath.

That makes you go cold!

In amaze or craze, in fear or tear.

Yet, that shakes you up, right?

Why does that ever happen?

For you are not used to the unusual rare realities

Sometimes the beauty, sometimes the hideous.

That breath makes you question

That Barbie you want to be

The Harley Quinn residing within.

The Prince Charming you desire

The Black Ghost you fear.

Why fear, why excite, why react only to the unusual?

When everything you do is breathtaking?

Why does the exquisite or the austere hold your breath

When you yourself are the paradox of the

BEST in you, WORST you could be?

Why experience the tiniest moment 

And the most prolonged event?

Crying over, leaning over

Let's get into the river of life and 

Go with the flow of every second and make it worth living.

Do the good, try being better and end up being the best,

Do the bad, experience the worse and learn of the worst.

Why let any breath hold, when every moment you can mould?

Why not take a picture full of frowns, 

Why only smiles?

Let it all be a mess, make everything breathtaking,

Where you don't have to do the 'breath-holding.'