Yes the memories come to me every now and again.Thank God, they donot stay.
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
Posted by Sana at 8:09 PM
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Posted by Sana at 8:09 PM
4 Thoughts:
Memories stay for ever
You fear what is unseen
What about what has been?
What does the future hold?
Pain, grief, tears, grit
Strength, joys to behold
Where darkness could reign
A ray of light may be seen
When with pain we grope
Is'nt there always Hope??
Enjoy!
What is Hope?
A little self belief
tied to life's rope.
When a glass breaks
it only shatters to the last bit.
Making you curse him
the git !
but then you gather the pieces
Join them with a little glue.
there it is,a glass anew.
Life's like that.
no matter how much you break
how much you tear
it all comes back to you
just for repair.
Why glue the pieces back?
Why the effort to repair
So that you can break again?
If that is so why care?
Hope is a force supreme
Telling you it will be alright
It carries the strength of truth
Force of a piercing ray of light
Why else would it continue to live
Try to kill it you will fail
Smother it, poison it if you will
Through tempests it will sail
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