Unearthing

A beautiful art was once buried
along with the past i tried to forget
let it live once again
without the painful memories
let the colors strike again
the prism of today

A beautiful prose was once written
along with hurtful words
let it be heard again
without the trail of sadness and curses
let it be blessing one after another
and let it rhyme with sweet melody

without the complexities of frustration and anger
let the colorful art
and the heartwarming verses live once again
behind no confusion and delusion
let life be loved
and love be lived.