Not even the coldest of the winter,
when the blizzard had engulfed the world,
when life had come to a standstill,
and people gaping
how to escape the writhed stall
Or in the blazing hot summer days,
when excruciating heat,
brazed sweat to human’s gaze,
when to quench thirst
a life could be in trade,
and when a cold shower
is the best gift one could get
No such transient means
could make me fray,
from waking up every morning
and chase my dreams
and until I don’t realize them
no stormy winter,
or any blazing sun,
could make me sway
and no one could dare
take my happiness away
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
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right on. very motivational
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Thank you so much Lou. Appreciate your kind words
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Same pinch…Dream our topic for today😋
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Haha. I need to read yours 😊
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Haha sure buddy…Though may be different…But word is dream.
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Ok cool
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Anyways nice one Shantanu 😉
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