Aftab Alam (15 th April 1967 / PRASTOLI, DORANDA, RANCHI, JHARKHAND, INDIA)
Awake, O my fate! Be wise
Why you fall? Can’t you rise?
Hurry up! Prior to be buried deep,
Keep thy change that ye keep.
In the dark, every night, starry dew,
Every day Sun chirped on window,
Pearls perish and whither they go
Knew not but know, known to few!
In the darkest moment of the life,
When tears incessantly flow then
Open the window, there’s the sun;
To strengthen unto future strife.
Till there is the sun, shall not dew perish?
Hope and struggle unto future ye must kiss.
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