Wrapped up in the molten silence by the
strings of the bygones,
It’s okay to ponder over your tacit dreams
sometimes.
The time might have paced faster than your
feeble steps,
And it’s fine if you were slowed down by
hard-hitting times.
Remember, in childhood when you fell down,
you got up.
You dusted yourself and moved on. You have it
in you.
As a kid, you got up and painted your own
stunning rainbow,
You never bothered if your sky carried a
melancholic hue.
So now, rise and stride as you have a
survivor’s gait,
Gather your broken pieces since it’s never
too late.
You are the stardust and have all it takes to
form galaxies,
You’re brighter than your night and stronger
than your fate.
Your invictus soul might be fazed by your
rheumy eyes,
But always let your smile triumph over your
tears.
Have faith that the dawn follows all the
darkest nights,
And let your faith be higher than your fears.
~D.K
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