Here i write again,
here i relish these breezes again,
drenching in rain,listening this refrain saying "Nothing else matters"
is driving me write again.

here i see a brooding bird,
seems uncertain about state of affairs,
but still gently holding off,
waiting to take a flight again.
wings are wet but not weak,
a chance to tread on air is all this bird seeks.

here i am uncertain about truths of life,
they are trying to give pleasure but sometimes uses knife.
Ensuring within that this agony will also teach me something,
perception will again help me set everything.

here i make up my mind again,
here i strive to make in a road,
where 'envious','detest' and 'hate' will be just baseless words.
All then will be some profound mysteries,letting it unrevealed will be juster .  :)