May 24, 2014

Life At Dawn (Poem No. 2)

The hope we carry all day,
Dries down to end,
We crush , we break
And we curl ourselves to the corner.
Realizing its the life by dawn.

Little tears runs through the eyes,
Fire lit's up the heart,
Cage is broken and jolted,
Heart and thoughts at opposite.
Its the same everyday life at dawn.

The rays are back of another day,
We pack and embrace our days journey,
With the same faith and hope, 
Wishing for a change.
But by dawn its the same old everyday!

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