The Hope Of My Life Poem by Sanjib Saha

Inventing the better sense
In your heart,
Nobody step forward you.
I am walking alone
In the dark,
The dark is always with me.
But I see the truth
Within me,
The light – ever I see,
Awake – awakening
In the field of eternity.

The bell rang—
Who will go forward
In the rain,
The raining stream emanates
The delightful light,
In our surroundings,
Through which
Everybody invent Himself;
I shall never close
The hope of my life.
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-Sanjibsaha Aniketa