HAPPY DAYS BACK AGAIN

I was boiling in turmoil,

mentally and physically,

having kept shut

all the windows and doors

of an entity called 'Me'!

I had many friends,

but kept them away.

weather outside was pleasant,

but, me remained indoors, lonely.

Grief enveloped me

like the 'Himalayas', frozen in ice!

Desolation wrapped me up

like the day, swallowed by night!

A child came running,

knocking on my door,

making me open the door,

gentle breeze coming in,

moving out and playing with him,

my grief is gone;

joyful moments revisiting,

all because of the child,

knocking on my door

and playing with him in open

forgetting an entity called 'Me'.