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Dec 2019 · 127
Life is dynamic
In the heart of the living, the star is bright.
In the heart of the dead, it is even brighter.
Come the torments of world's cruelty; that the living forgets the light.
The dead in the calm of its deepness is yet unknown.
But for life is the strong and for dead is unique.
The unfairness of life's dynamicity is the seen weakness of the unbelieved heart.
But for one that is told and has seen and has accepted to accept the strength of the soaked in believe comes the redemption of the unseen.
We foretell the unimaginable ambience of the goodness tomorrow but has refused the play drum specific to leap today tomorrow.
Only the in-depth of sights can tell the torture, turmoil and perhaps yet to see suffering that a better tomorrow is born.
May 2015 · 379
MY LOVE
Just like the sun
You shine so bright in my heart
Just like the birds
Your voice sounds with beautiful melody
You are absent
Am upset
You are present
I beam with joy
So close to you
I feel like am flying
When I sight you
The feeling increases
I rest my head on your shoulder
I feel protected
We hold hands
I feel we’re one.
Your eyes
So hypnotizing
I stare at them
I see love stars
I can’t help
But think of you
Every second my heart beats for you
I’ve never believed in love
But I think this is love
How can I explain this?
But it is a mystery
Your love keeps me
You might not have said it
But I love you too.
I always will.
May 2015 · 219
LIFE
Life is a challenge
Face it or lose it
Today is sweet
Tomorrow is sour
But the future is bright
Don't expect so much
But do your best
A thing counts for something
You can't stop trying
You were given
So shall you give
Though you are young
Tomorrow you will grow
If you are down
Rise to the top
It only takes an effort to get up
Life though seems tough
It's in truth worth living.
Aug 2012 · 501
A BETTER DAY
In the shadows of the dark all hopes were lost.
Toiling, crawling, struggling and suffering.
where am i and what is happening?
You this days so cruel and wicked.
What do i owe you to be treated this way?
Oh! complains; these are complains.
Will they do me any good?
Alas these questions i no not their answers.
Yet treating me the same way
I have decided to remain focused and determined.
To toil and struggle believing that one day it will be
A BETTER DAY.

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