Life Still Remains Beautiful

I generally don't feel any pain when people go away.
When they decide to follow their own way.
For some days, that feeling of loneliness, i simply neglect it.
Don't want to waste my emotions over the people who made me feel rejected.
Not all, but when i think of some,
my whole body really becomes numb.
This numbness which takes me back to the days of my rejection
and then it also reminds me of my soul and its resurrection.
I have cried in the darkness of betrayal for days,
waiting for the divine light to fall on me as bright sun rays.
There was none to extend a helping hand.
i had made castles of my own with sand.
And when the high tide had taken it away,
not for a single second could anyone stay.
I stood up, mend it again and again
though tide being the only constraint.
Victorious i stood with a bright smile,
but when i looked around, there was only mud and slime.
It doesn't matter to me, as i am again hopeful.
i always believed and still believe that no matter what happens,
life still remains beautiful.