Grateful

Weird when one feels a piercing pain,
one feels like writing...
as if words and font and colour and a backdrop will enliven the pain, and then its gone

As words shape up and letters are formed
it's sublime
it's me and my world
and the inner mind

it's pretence put apart
a soft warm light
a couch and a laptop
and 30 years of my life

of moments i cherish
of dreams i built
of relationships i nurture
of pride and prejudice
of failure and failings
of strengths, happiness
of optimism and belief
of gratefulness, and solidarity
Of so much that one has