Giving Wings To Dreams

At the stroke of midnight for most the date changes but for some it's life that changes. every new day has a new story to be penned, every new day has a new picture to be painted, every new day has a new song to be composed . But, for some at the stroke of midnight it is the time for a eulogy to be written in their memory.  At the stroke of midnight for many a new life starts. In the middle of night a new hope is born, in the middle of night a new milestone is set to be achieved, in the middle of night an unsolvable riddle , a mystery is solved. But, for some in the middle of night an obituary note is inscribed on the headstone of their grave. At bewitching hour for many destiny is jotted down with golden letters, at bewitching hour for many certain blessings wait to see the light of the day. at bewitching hour for many something novel and enriching is going to be produced. But for some unfortunate ones at bewitching hour final decree is scribbled down with black letters and it...

Oh! Glorious lightning, You are christened silver lining amidst the darkest clouds, harbinger of hope when life is flitting,  When never halting one after the other tempests surround to make sure that no trace of submissive and timid can be found. During  those deathly hours devils of darkness only you can devour. Thundering the strongest agent of dark Devil when turns the shaky souls deaf only with glimmer of your streak can the music of life  be restored and retuned.  Alas! Though it's an indelible fact that only you can illuminate the darkest overcast skies yet, you being the master of your will are not meant to forever stay. Your arrival and departure are seasonal,  And if by chance you descent to bless someone with your fiery touch, Once you depart the remnants are ashes and scalding surface. An untreatable scar is left forever to remind the timid ones that until their sheathing isn't strong in itself,  light or darkness both are going to leave an akin...