Paradox Minds

I miss those days

When always filled with joy

Some fight for grades while some just for toys 

Tough were the days, but so we are

Looking at the sky and dreams so far.

Life's such a mystery with hopes so high..

Curious thoughts never ended in the sparkling eye

Everything that worked was those blessings.. 

Healed us those hugs, without any medicines.. 

We were the stars, had our own light.

Where now we reached, battling the fight. 

Little is the hope, which keeps the spirit alive... 

Bring best of everything, ignite your own Vibe

Mystery remained the dreams, for what we had always carved.. 

Battling with the terrors, phases though starved...

Fluctuate between wrong and right.. Enough now! Just stop this fight. 

Overheads flooded with thoughts 

Between Who, Why, and What??.....