I'd never known how to hold a pen Nor do I knew how to ink it up again Neither had I known it's worth so far; Nor had I loved the letter in that loving card. All I learned is learning through the parts; Since then I'd known broken pieces allows shinning rays in the dark. I stood up probably not in vain I learned how to write and ink it up again The body I left in past I bought to love it on that specific lane That's when I realised It's never too late , To ink up the colour And Paint yourself again. ©भाwaना रai🌺