Someday darkness will conceal the light,
the torrential downfall will confront the bootless fight,
when blows of failures may subjugate your hopes,
then rise from ashes but you, stop not.
...
Wind was hot and lonely was day,
walking patiently on my way,
I came by a Patli tree,
staring on me smilingly said he.
...
Soothing was wind but waves were fast,
I still remember though few days have passed,
a lonely girl who was near the sea,
accompanying her were silence and me,
...
Death, with it, brings silence,
the silence which conceals the voice of life,
the same voice in which dreams revertebrated,
so, with arriving death dreams die.
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Stop Not
Someday darkness will conceal the light,
the torrential downfall will confront the bootless fight,
when blows of failures may subjugate your hopes,
then rise from ashes but you, stop not.
Someday devilish silence will overpower your voice,
and this battle will leave you no choice,
other than to surrender all you got,
but assimilated in vigour you, stop not.
Someday dreams will be shattered in fragments,
and all your hopes will collapse within moments,
with fire in your endeavours and thunder in your soul,
redeem your dreams but you, stop not.
Someday the path you choose will be solitary,
failures and frustations will spill out thier fury;
on you and on the optimism you brought,
but negating all this you stop not.
And one day you will encounter death,
then speak out with glory and faith,
how hard was to get everything you got,
though there were hindrances but you stopped not
full of Hope and positive energy! ! well done. stop not