Tough Times! Poem by Rimni chakravarty

It is said tough times don't last
Is it true? I should believe it as a must
I have no other option to resist pessimism
But believe tough women do last
Even though in society they are the outcast
They still have to move on with a robust optimism
Hard times hit with blows
Tears trickle down the eyes
Heavy downpours flow through the cheeks
No more the cuckoo sings and herons flap their wings across the skies
Everywhere it seems desolate
I can't help.but coax my fate
But then do I proceed in life?
Do I feel free from the sharp end of the invisible knife?
No.I accept the tough times
Tears roll down the eyes
But I never protest
I have to accept
This is life
I can never complain in order to remain alive.