Monthly Archives: August 2014

New path,new hope

Oneday I was in haven,

Other day I was left alone

Noone was there to support me

All are too busy to even notice me

I was scared to move,

too scared of getting lost

It was very painful 

i came to know even tears can be comfort

But my hand is only one to wipe that 

I had two choice

Either to move or to stand in dark

I choose to move even if I fell

At least I had started 🙂

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