Sore soul seeking for help,
Thus before him, confess
Bridges badly broken to carry on
Oppressed mind through criticism
Weaknesses to hinder positivity
But, hope on
Majority accounts no space for worthy
Behind one's back, they swear
Fallen and rose countlessly
Promised, yet not received
Still, hope on
To the nature, the entire struggle was seen
Wait for that day that you will rejoice
Still, there is hope.
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This very encouraging as you draw expectations or stumbling blocks on the way, but we must not loose our hopes. Thanks for sharing this amazing write.
Thumb's up, thanks for your words