The faith.

With the pain boiling inside,

Holding pen in hand outside,

Trying hardest to scribbled it,

Scribbled that feeling down.

Feeling of helplessly sailing.

Sailing into ocean full of pain,

In broken ketch of patience

As broken as my trust on him.

Trust on the god, the almighty.

Just a rogue wave, and I'll sink.

Suddenly I heard a loud voice

Full of love and peace saying

Remember the truth of life is

That whenever The past hits you, 

It makes sure that you break 

Into million more pieces badly!

But it's upon you how you react.

Whether you stick to the condition

Or pick yourself up and move on.

Everything isn't upon me at all,

It's your life and only you're

Responsible for every happening.

And the voice slowly disappeared.

Suddenly my faith in him restored.

I choose to pick myself up and

Face the twisted reality again,

Opposing the storm in my mind,

Stopping it from demolishing my

Strength and fictional happiness,

Picking up my scattered heart and

Aspiring everything to fix again,

Here I am, smiling at my past for

Teaching biggest lessons of life.