It is unseen by the Worldly eyes,
but felt by the ones who persevere,
The worthy ones who against all odds; defies,
The tumult of destiny That would to them; veer.
Try a thousand time to,
But you would never get through,
To overcome it is unfeasible,
A part of life undeniable.
The sky has turned pastel pink,
And the glorious sun is about to sink,
This is the time to feel distraught,
This feeling in your heart comes seldom not.
“Salvage me away from painful grieves” I pray not oh god of mine,
Never shall I get tormented by them,
Nor do I beg for solace to my smoldered and Razed Soul,
Bread turns him dead,
The final decision of his life has been taken,
An anonymous voice to his soul said,