Life Sometimes

It changes like wind

From storm to breeze

Turns everything upside down

Yet hides its face

When one looks upto it

Hoping for some relief

Is it fear of losing control

Over peoples destiny

That it wants to speak

Yes purses it’s lips

Going all silent and numb

Don’t want the stars

To dance for me

Nor moon to sing some songs

Just hate that part

Being trampled on

By some cruel feet

But then it’s life

When it’s spring

Tells me to hold my breath

When there’s flowing

Enough air

For whole world to breathe