After the tempest

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I feel like dying
The moment I feel "Ah!!...I got used to this!"
My eyes are bitterly crying
saying, "Things are never gonna change! My life has no bliss...

But deep down inside a corner of my heart,
There is still the minutes of hope alive...
That keeps prompting me "Your good time will soon arrive !!"
Which makes me revive giving me courage and scope


To trod the untrodden...And unravel the hidden...
Falling, breaking and molding like a clay;
unclutching the shackles of melancholy and pessimism
I finally welcome the small flicker of hope and flow with the flow !

P.s: Last stanza contributed by my friend Fatima

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