The pain of the unseen effort
"The pain Of The Unseen Effort"
The weight of the world,
Upon weary shoulders,
Crushing the spirit,
As effort and energy,
Seem to vanish like vapor,
Into the silent void,
With no recognition,
In sight.
In the shadows of toil and sweat,
Lies a bitter pain,
That steals the soul's song,
And smothers the light,
Of hope and ambition,
Leaving only a shell,
Of a dream, once vibrant.
The agony of unseen effort,
Ripples through the soul,
In waves of despair,
A silent scream,
In a world that doesn't care,
The tears of frustration,
Flows like a river,
Drowning the heart,
In a sea of sorrow.
In the depths of the night,
As the world sleeps soundly,
The pain of unacknowledged toil,
Sings a forlorn song,
Of unrequited love,
For a world that fails to see,
The beauty of the unseen,
The strength of the unnoticed,
And the resilience of those,
Who labor in obscurity.
As the dawn breaks,
A new day rises,
With it, a glimmer of hope,
That perhaps this day,
In the midst of darkness,
A light begins to shine,
A flicker of recognition,
Glimpsed in the eyes of others,
A small victory,
That ignites the soul.
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Nirat Dominic
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