A Letter to  my Pal (for those people who has time to pause and read )

Do not die before time
You told me  my friend ,
As you constantly  ask how I am in most of the  days .
Perhaps you are the only one
Who had  peeped through my eyes and found that same girl like you .
Wearing always a  face of wisdom and sanity,
Duties and promises,
Light and hopes
Mother's ,wife , daughter
Qualities to be maintained by an educated woman .
But what about the girl inside! 
Evergreen , enchanting hearts , full of dreams, some pains  but more of love
Friend don't you feel we need to go to a trip to the city of  cemetery of lost  dreams.
Where dreams and part of hearts are buried, but you know that dead dream s and dead hearts can never rest in peace !
They haunt us often when we  are alone ,
call us from  the distant mystery  land .

I feel eternal Father calling us to go out amidst of all  roles we play  to collect the missing pieces of our souls ,
Discovering ourselves once again , through the  mirror of time
Rejuvenating to youthfulness
Which we lost along the journey of life .
We have to visit there for one last time
Before Home coming forever .