When you are lost
In the search of path
Goes around
and little found.
Don't believe in yourself
All pity--whom so ever you met!
Grows around a shadow of past
leaves you 'Sunk' at the level best
Wants to swim
but the limbs are frozen
Breathe so hard
And the depth just kills.
There is little hope for the last revive
Still wants 'peak'
And lots in stride.
Painful to think
that things don't move
It's hard to belive that hope has gone.
Believe it or not
But the truth stands tall.
Glares at you
And gives big Nod!
Dr Kiran bala
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