A Gloomy Future
I am passing my days
With inexplicable dread and horror
A gloomy future is waiting ahead
With its raging flame
And gaping its revenous mouth
I cannot make tame my destiny
The eyes of which burning red with anger
With the passing of time
I am confronting with the face of horrible moments
Announcing frequently with a harsh tone
About the troubles of dismal future
The mirror of my heart
Reflects the ill-luck of thousands of men
Who were born with a prospect of
Smooth and happy life,
who were born with the hope of
Enjoying the light of luminous stars.
With a firm determination, still I wait
When a bright moment will come
And the revenous mouth of time
Will gulp down all the troubles
A fresh wind will come
To sweep clean all dark stains
From the chronicle of our gloomy destiny
A sun will rise flaming with light
More pungent and deeper
Than the dark stains of life
Urging us to go forward
With courage and vigour
Restoring our self confidence.
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A fresh wind will come To sweep clean all dark stains From the chronicle of our gloomy destiny motivating...thank you