Chirpy soul,
Fearless and bold,
Your hair was a messy blue,
But your smile took away the Monday blues,
Swaying to your happy tune,
Skin tanned like a crescent sand dune,
You connected like a magnet with everyone,
Planets revolving around you like the sun.
Is it a magic spell,
Or did I fell,
But who are you, why do you stare?
At the endless horizons, why do I care?
Teach me how to get lost in nature,
And look at the world being a minuscule creature.
– Karthik
The Scribbled Writings 