Whisper of Your Souls
The rising sun from the horizon
May fall down again,
The rays of hope
May go down the slope.
As love is in the air
For now it is very rare,
Hate in everyone's heart
Have torn the men apart.
Angels will shower
From the topmost tower,
Blessing you with luck in your favour
For now it depends upon your endeavour.
We have now reached the vertical limit
The limit to which we have set our goals,
All these thoughts & desires coming within you
Are nothing but the whisper of your souls!
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