Category : Poems

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There is no one,
Even no single root to hold on,
But there is storm above you,
And this storm is your situation in your life,
And you can't tell anybody,
Because they are not in your shoes,
Thats why they can't hear your pain words,
That is you are only in your shoes to feel your pain.
That is you are lone to struggle against that storm,
You may be down on your knees,
You are weak to hold yourself,
At that time you feel,
This is end of your story.
But you are still here!!!
Then why you are killing yourself,?
Instead hold on a second and think about the each of precious second ,
You are precious to  born on this beauty land,
Do feel proud and let  open your thoughts in more faraway,
Believe your inner words,
Create your your way,
More better and beautiness than others,
And lead in proud way.