SWETA LEENA PANDA
Time Will Come Again - Poem by SWETA LEENA PANDA
I always see life for what it really is
Life is like a newborn baby
struggling to come out of its mother's womb
Whenever I saw a child
I learn how many times falls & rise
My mind overworked.
I lie awake thinking
Everyday is the same
Day and the nights happens
I feel I push myself along with the tide
Express myself in every way,
Conquer the dreams as I lie awake
It takes many nights for a seed to become a tree.
Without a strong determination
We can never reach our destination
No matter how deep the sadness or wide the pain
we have to live for a brighter day will come again.
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