Hard Days
THE HARD DAYS
Way to vision is full of gloominess,
Many obstacles are hide in it like evilness,
Tremendous lightning of will power can supersede it,
Just command yourself to do it,
Sometimes circumstances are not auspicious,
Shattered hopes tell to kill the dreams and itself,
Life feels like gehenna,
Seems like as if burning on the grave of hopes,
Gather the shattered hopes and move towards morality,
Be patient and wait for the opportunity,
Oh! Look opportunities are falling into my hands,
Like god is showering blessings on me
flowers in bloom have taken the place of withered flowers,
Hard days will be remembered till the last hour,
- ASHNEH SINGH
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