Mystery it is on why I say you “heart beats” all the time ..

Sticky relation it is like salt and sugar sprinkled on a lime ..

Inevitable it is for beings to be called living, without it though ..

Even if it throbs like a war gong or a sweet melody of chime ……

This year like every other year ended blend of smooth and rough

Pray that some of those never repeats, and had its lifetime trough

We have tons to do together and not everything might still be at its best

Let us vouch to feel it right and listen to another’s heart beats though ..

Let every day begin from hereon with faith and smile ..

Let us not waste a moment on closing our senses and thinking vile ..

Let us believe that life is destined and good .. no matter what ..

We will ride and fall and ride again .. as almighty’s divine style !!