The Heart Of The Curse: The Pain Of Struggles

By Rizwanulla A

This World is a huge big one,

But my words were listened by even none;

They die for the people to care,

The painful things, that I really can't bear.

The good, I will always be the claimer,

The one who helped me, forever I would remember;

Life is of persons of false gamers,

And my heart was broken into chambers.

Gravity always pulls us down,

But I am building my life, always to come up;

Let the way of life to go,

Try to be friendly with your foe.

Negativity harms us when we aren't strong,

And positivity kills negativity when we aren't weak;

Let us to be chased by our shadow,

And in terms of vengeance, our heart must be hollow.

I can hear the innocent's silent struggles,

And I was trapped in the time's puzzles;

My heart cried aloud in silence,

But something warns me in constant, to be patient.

Let the Earth, rotate by itself to form a day,

And our bitterness to burn and form a gray;

Let the Sun to burn,

Make sure to travel without a turn.

Show a little mercy to the poor mice,

Let not a drop of tears to be shed from your eyes;

Behind every struggle, there will be sunshine,

So, be bold enough to overcome the obstacles.

In the bitterness of betrayal,

Lies the sadness with pain;

When something is taken away from you, without your permission,

Only you will realize the pain of its separation.

In the heart of the curse,

Lies the pain of betrayal;

Let the blessings to open the doors,

But let not the curse to close.

By Rizwanulla A