Yes, with the break of the morning
Even after the dreadful storming
Houses whether scattered on the plain
Or stand still in the sleepy lane
Where the feeble sparks of lanterns did move
But after all efforts could not remove
The darkness which was all around
But left not hope and were not downed
They knew they won't be able to turn
Darkness into light but from history they did learn
Need not to go in the search of the light
Bear the time, as the day will surely come after night
Efforts never waste, efforts never fail
Success does come honour does hail
Those who struggle for the right, and fight
With velour and not lose hope in the plight
With the break of the morning light! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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A beautiful motivational piece of poetry written in verse with rhythmic splendour. An insightful work of art. Thanks for sharing, Ali.