The Time Is Here

Oh I’ve been hurt, oh I’ve been broke
Said by a person as its no joke
Experienced a dreadful pain, and a dingy stain
Outcome was zero, nothing to lose or to gain
A strange person who had a  life
Stronger than an axe and sharper than a knife
Wished to be separate and invisible
Far from sight and out of every visual
Even the greatest hope couldn’t break the chains
As the Sorrow was running down the veins
Tired and sick of being the everyday sun
Where the instincts told just to run
Every decision that was taken
Was another chance to be mistaken
But now the time is here
To be happy again and to cheer
To learn who you are and what you can do
To know  your capability and capacity too
There will always be someone  new
Who would always say I’m here for you
Accept it and give it a try and see their worth
Then endure the life's rebirth
The broken soul will then set into fire
All  that is needed is a desire to go higher
A small little baby bird which was about to die
Will now be as great as the eagle to soar above the sky
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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May 19, 2020 at 1:41 AM
A sad poem filled with hope! That is a great achievement Abhi. These are core lines I think, "But now the time is here To be happy again and to cheer." Rise from the ashes like the Phoenix, we say. Hariom Tat Sat, Namasthe, shalom. deo
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