Mritti30 Stories

I will go to the hills, I will go to the sea, I will dance with rain , I will sing from vain, The greenery outside catches my eyes , I will walk with you for a hundred miles. The beautiful world is waiting for me- Why the eyes are still fear ridden? The handful of joy is infront of my eyes I will walk with you for a hundred miles. I try to hide myself; From the cold eyes of the people But I realized I have my own colour Which suits me best The bright big world is full of butterflies So, I will walk with you for a hundred miles.