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Poem #The Last Hope

In the meantime, he peeps through the curtain of hope,
Seeking to touch the light of the dawn,
Suddenly reality snaps and clips his wing,
His wisdom takes a new beating..
Lost, saddened and exasperated as he sit on the floor of ignorance..
O Man, as patience flickers, belief mourns..
The man tends to rise, bleeding with numerous scars
hoping to stride again,
Let’s see how’ll the destiny unfolds this time !

 

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Riding on a wave . Living a life for its own. Alas! Will touch the stone. .....and many more cooking in☺

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