The Valley Of Emotions

Only You.

For You the sun unveils at dawn,

For the Thrushes to commence their early calls.

The creatures set out in skimpy crews,

For they have sweet nectar to sinuously brew.

And, all of this beckons to you, and only you.

Tussle of leaves, and bustle in streets you find.

War of the living, peace of mankind.

There are struggles, amidst nasty hurdles too,

All these made for you, and only you.

Milestones and aims, lay eyes on them,

Or they can be strayed with a foolish attempt.

Strife, and no regrets; then dreams come true,

For they are stitched for you and only you.

You are the passage of your destiny,

For destiny is but our choices. 

And the choices we make are new, yet despised by few,

But the map to glory is you and only you.

I say your ends are like a river,

The ends which never meet.

You forget to ride slow in darkness for,

You are blinded with your silly greed.

But nature gives a second chance to those who bear the heat.

For it is so warm and humble,

That it helps you reach a noble feat.