Another Oldie

Recovering some of my past work:

Brazen and dark in a wondrous glow of light-- 
Dichotomy in its origin and every visible side, 
Loud and melodramatic, with generous splashes of grey 
Memories beckon and keep me prey.

Times that I have enjoyed, 
Times that were fun,

Times that have robbed me of sanity- 
Times that forced me to quit and run! 

The world is, as seen in its light- 
The merge of colors—some dark, some very bright; 
I close my eyes to block the glare— 
But am I not the one who also stand and stare! 

We all fall prey to habits and past— 
It’s easy for us to grumble and not adjust 
Fingers point at the drop of a hat 
But how do we react to fingers directed at us? 

Life is short and fragile at large, 
Lets not grumble and each other grudge
Paths of struggle will cross us for sure- 
Let us all learn to happily endure.

If there is a Supreme Power to dictate— 
He will ensure life’s objectives are met— 
Believe in 'what' controls your heart 
In life and in joy, you will get a head-start.