Baskadia

We're all looking for
Looking for what we have not
Independent of each, appreciating other's
One's thing not enough unless other's
There is this beauty in what we don't have

Experiencing newness is the desire
Fed up and used to what I have
I've got that whistle, need someone to blow
Take, I have not what you've got
Is just that beauty in yours

What's that voice without melody ?
Beauty comes when talents gather
Appreciating with love for that uniqueness
Watch, those toils are for what we don't have
Unappreciative until you lose what you have