A poem of hope, every new day gives birth to new optimism .
The Rebel The rain drums splattering rhyming melodies Lightning flickers dancing delightfully as thunder renders a resounding applause Amidst the rumbling rankle a man is silent Baffled by the fleeting beauty as the heavenlies seemingly sits dim The sun peeps cracking open the blackened clouds birthing hopes in trickles fostering attempts to remove the shackles strapping us to yesterday
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