Rise Again Tomorrow

By Partha Pratim Boruah

The day will come,

When I will feel so warm.

At the closest to the far,

In the long lost war.

I will dive to reality,

With the feeling of being guilty.

I will rise again tomorrow,

Without any bit of sorrow.

A life so brilliant,

A time so valiant.

The courage to step forward,

Is not so easy to come aboard.

The feeling of belonging,

Is rare to be tangling.

To be free, to be honest,

To be lost, to be bound.

I will rise again tomorrow,

Without any bit of sorrow.

To be found at the end,

Where the world goes cold.

The road rise up to meet you,

The wind always at your back.

The sun that shine warm upon your face,

Will be holding the hands on the gaze.

By Partha Pratim Boruah