Panacea

I want to say, 

I want to cry, 

But not a word comes out,

In this world of lie. 

I want to break, 

I want to shake, 

But the fetters are so strong, 

That I remain in ache. 

Brooding alone, I find a mysterious silence;

But the pain inside - seek violence. 

I can hear the echo of waves, 

Rising inside the enigma of my veins. 

My life is as stagnant as the water ahead, 

Longing for the moment that can make it mad. 

And something happens today at nine -

The water seems to spangle in sunshine. 

Then I hear a little pop, 

That stirs inside a little hope. 

Some warbles fall in my ears, 

Soothing all the waves, O Dear! 

House sparrows bring the splash,

And I forget all the clash. 

I enter into a new world,

And cherish the beauty that unfurled. 

The lush green grass gift me its glitters, 

And the birds welcome me with twitters. 

Squirrel breaks the shackles with its pace, 

And the rejuvenating air brings back my grace. 

The lofty trees make me strong, 

And the flowers tell me what is wrong. 

Soon I realize my worth, 

That I don't have any dearth. 

I vent all that I have, 

And they give me, what they have -

The real panacea of the real world, 

Provided by our Mother Earth!