In the tug of life, whenever pain has strived;
Whenever sadness became a way of life;
Whenever I lay all trampled and poured down outright, a lesson for self, came by.
Why do you fear what you fear my friend?
In this eternal silence echoes the chafe of those drifted winds;
It has come about a little for me, a little for you,
With a little sunshine, a little dew;
Barely bliss, often time’s blue,
Poised in our lives that gruellingly it ever shows through;
Then why do I go on to dirge on what has already swung?
But now I know;
For every moment has something new,
Something to cherish, for yes! It’s indeed true,
The clock of life is ticking; the wind of change is blowing;
You and I are flowing and we must keep going.
And no longer must it go on showing,
Wipe those smears, come off those claws;
For it isn’t where we must pause!
-Ahana Sood
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