SURVIVOR
Yes!
I am a survivor and my smile is my strongest weapon that even hurts me at times, but I have learnt to use it though unwillingly at hostile places. I am obscure. I have seen trespassers but will never expose them. The truth is mostly bitter but I see myself augmenting with the harsher it gets. I perceive pain for the desire of felicity. My family anticipates that I am immature but maturity is in deception. This life is a battle and the world a battleground. We are all struggling for ecstasy confronting all the torments of this battle in an expectation of a brighter tomorrow.
We do not realize when we have turned our life into an inferno and when our past has become more potent on our present. We are so much indulged in this pursuit of our needs or desires that we are ready to lose everything for just anything. I wish I could rescue myself from this holocaust for success.
The only help that we are blessed with, to recover ourselves, is love. It can convert even a sinner to a saint. It is the strongest sentiment of all. A lover will examine your grief just by looking into your eyes. The beauty of love should not be restricted to its presence, love remains even when it is not around. The joy that is brought by the entry of a lover in someone’s life is ironical to the anguish that it leaves behind on its loss. Annihilation is a common symptom of a person who has lost love. Survival becomes a challenge hard to accomplish.
So life is all about these battles and our friends and family are like boosts who give us momentary happiness. I know survival is getting hard these days but some simple words like duty, freedom, mercy, justice will help us do great things.
I am a survivor and my smile is my strongest weapon that even hurts me at times, but I have learnt to use it though unwillingly at hostile places. I am obscure. I have seen trespassers but will never expose them. The truth is mostly bitter but I see myself augmenting with the harsher it gets. I perceive pain for the desire of felicity. My family anticipates that I am immature but maturity is in deception. This life is a battle and the world a battleground. We are all struggling for ecstasy confronting all the torments of this battle in an expectation of a brighter tomorrow.
We do not realize when we have turned our life into an inferno and when our past has become more potent on our present. We are so much indulged in this pursuit of our needs or desires that we are ready to lose everything for just anything. I wish I could rescue myself from this holocaust for success.
The only help that we are blessed with, to recover ourselves, is love. It can convert even a sinner to a saint. It is the strongest sentiment of all. A lover will examine your grief just by looking into your eyes. The beauty of love should not be restricted to its presence, love remains even when it is not around. The joy that is brought by the entry of a lover in someone’s life is ironical to the anguish that it leaves behind on its loss. Annihilation is a common symptom of a person who has lost love. Survival becomes a challenge hard to accomplish.
So life is all about these battles and our friends and family are like boosts who give us momentary happiness. I know survival is getting hard these days but some simple words like duty, freedom, mercy, justice will help us do great things.
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