My Way - Poem by Pragya Jain
I believe in wonders; in dreams and impossibilities
I believe in moving beyond sensibilities
For it is not fate that decides my being
It comes from within; this faithful feeling.
My whole world might seem to fall apart
But is it ever late to start
I might have been along fighting each day
But life has taught me to fine my way
My dreams know no bound
The sorrowful day are hardly found
Life has been hard; life has been cruel
But my dreams would always be loyal
For I will never let them go
Not even in the times I am feeling low
My dignity would always be high
My life would never be a useless lie.
I understand now this game
So things might not remain the same.
I was always a fighter
My days are becoming brighter
I’ll surely be someone someday
I’ll surely know how to make my way.
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