Tears rolled down when didn't believe
talent is their but they didn't reveal
path is their without a hand to heal
rejected from everywhere
your silent cry i hear
when your heart is shattered into tiny pieces
don't commit suicide
cuz there is still a sun after every dark night
studies are meant to learn not to discriminate
talent is to be revealed not be dug
up is the sky only the rope is to be cut; fly
life is one you'll never get it again
it's up to you which gate you choose
do it with your full efforts everything you do
i'm with you but keep their smiles in your mind
nobody is good or bad but
the situation makes them have
whatever you do should be true
rejected from everywhere
your silent cry i hear
'I'm nobody else but the hidden you in the real you'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A sublime start with a nice poem, Yogita. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.