The turf may appear rough,
It might be difficult to pierce the gruff,
But when you do go past it,
And fight till the end with sheer grit,
You’ll find,
Life is still beautiful,

Your heart still bleeds,
She has gone it is hard to believe,
But you keep that hope of her return afloat,
Hold her smile deep in your thoughts,
The wait will define,
That the life is beautiful.

You had a cord,
That held your life,
You clung to it,
With all the might,
You blinked and the cord snapped,
Making you fall in a winded trap,
You thought you met your end,
As you dashed to a ghostly descend,
Until you heart detested accepting the fate,
And it found a path for your escape,
Then you realized,
Depending on that string was wrong,
You had to expunge bereavement and stay strong,

When you come to terms with self,
Then life remains always beautiful.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

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