I will wait in the rain
Drenched though, I won’t quench
Till the sun dries up the sea
I will try eternal times
Bent or rent
Never minding the miles
Whether snide or smiles
I’ll dip the deep’s depth
And last the whole length
I’ll sail the storm
Till sun rays serrate
The Eastern sky…
I will tread all terrains
Never strained though in pain
There be some strength in shame
Inner awakening awaits
When acquaintances quit
And livid friends leave
To vent vaulted virulence
I will rise tempest high
I will fight till
I die!
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