With beautiful message

The nights were proving very difficult Shaking my inner faith soundly built It was stored in heavily guarded box With a fear of being stolen by cunning fox The heavy cool wind storm may bang the window The sleep will be barred and simply not allow The dreams to invade with beautiful message So far I was living with it and able to mange I would come out and watch at the sky There were thousands of the questions to ask for why It was not helping me to control or console I was like prison to have come out on parole I was free to feel but in fat not How desperately I have managed or fought Against this cruel world to have stable foot To just step out without the help from boot Green grass and little wetness reminded me of past How lately we used to walk bar feet very fast We had no fear of passing each others record But taking enough care not to miss the spoken words I am walking on same lane with past memory I have loneliness accompanied with grief and feel sorry He is not there to compete with me in the run The night is silent without witnessing any fun The wind is slowly gaining speed I feel some new energy is freed It is striking at free will and creates fear I am standing alone with lot more to bear I could helplessly withdraw to the home It was merely refuge with no welcome I was living there without any soul in it With no more light but light very dimly lit It is making in restless with little thought How much we had suffered and endlessly fought The treachery and deception of natural odds I think it was never desired by the almighty or God It reminds of lovely saying Disregard everything with sincere praying Have desire for strong foundation laying Do not give nature any chance for playing I have remained defiant with strong will I have discouraged all not to come near still I will survive with strong zeal very steadfast The result may prove nice and stand till the last So many times I have turned my back To hear the insulting tone of people with jokes I have controlled rage with tears about to fall How can I forget those days and resist to recall?