The Perfect Kind

The Perfect Kind


I feel strange when you show me the world you see
Now I know that it is full of oblivious people like me
Diverse yet identical, we suffer in the search of glee
Masked with hate and love, we are what we want to be


Dark shadows of the grim past have cursed us to be blind
Yet you show me love through your eyes of the perfect kind


I am disturbed when you tell me what violence can bring
Hurt, loss and sorrows and not a merry song to sing
Yet marching together, we can form an unbroken string
Praying, teaching and healing every child, being and thing


Belief and conviction have left the ebbing strength of my mind
Yet you enlighten my path with your words of the perfect kind


I feel elated, now that you bring me back from my grave
Shattering the concrete, you show me how to be brave
Strong and focused, I have learnt to comfort and to save
Praying that others would follow, living a life like you gave


Humanity and affection are the binding forces of the mankind
A perspective from a thoughtful lesson by a girl of the perfect kind



                                                                                              - Harshal