I was sleeping with my teenage drowsiness,
And my mind was wandering as a cloud,
Without a destination for a journey of life,
Neither had I a stealthy thought,
Nor a Bit of Ambitions or dreams,
All it was like a Small stream but without a destination,
His call came like a wild spirit in my ears,
Advising me to be thankful to thee, in the dawn,
Thought I should be really thankful to thee,
Who gifted me this lovely life and parents?
Who seeded in me Dreams, But Not just Dreams,
But Goals with a Plan and a Deadline,
Shadowed one sunny day, a Black Cloud,
Ringing a shocking news like a thunderbolt,
That one of my beloved was no more... no more...
With thee my prayers I do... to rest his soul in peace.
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