Penning poetry, pinning points!

The dark days , the dull nights ,

dont let our minds be quiet.

Often with ourselves we fight ,

to know the wrong and the right.

We hold on the emotions too tight,

that atlast we fall like a cut kite.

So somtimes let go of things for a while,

coz life is too short to be fragile,

and its not possible to live under a pile,

therefore from now on go on with a smile.