I wish if I could pen down the ultimate verse
Each word would strike a chord with your spirit
Or possibly mend your bare soul
Touch not one but the world has a whole
Take you on a journey to adore the beauty of nature still unseen
Such jewels of places where most of you have never been
For the lonesome, show you your soul mate
For the forbidden, open all gates
To the wounded, work as a balm
For the disturbed, make them calm
The ones who do not hear due to the din
Open their heart and make them listen
Peace and consolation to the aggrieved
Make them free who are bereaved
Work as mantras to soothe the forces of nature
Calms your inner storms and emotions to mature
Remove your shadows of doubts and disdain
Bring forth the braveness and will to sustain
A magic wand for all creations of God
A serene earth and a purposeful abode
Such a verse can only be a creation of dreams
Impossible enough yet so possible it seems
Once I am done lest I will sleep
Tears of joy I will surely weep
