At times astound by my own skill
Mortified by my past
But longing to live is what I feel
Wish this state of mind could just be a draft
Being veridical with myself
Is what I crave
Feeling of solitude is not
Something to grave
Plethora amount of happiness and joy
Would just flow by
To the ones having faith
And to the ones longing to love rather than hate
-Aarya Thapa
