Along With The Sunset , My Hopes die and the dark day starts

This is an emotional poem, its about the people who have faced constant rejections in their life. I am sure you all will love reading this poem Especially the mourners.

With Hopes intact and Zeal on the brim; I move on and on.

I sacrifice my sleep to shape my skills; yet i am a mourner every day.

I chose to work on the path laden with hard work; yet my efforts go subtle.

 

Every day i see a new ray of hope; yet i slip back and forth.

I cherish my dreams, I sacrifice my sleep; yet i am a mourner every day.

Hard time may come and hard time may go,

I am all alone on the way i go.

 

I can’t see my hopes breaking bit by bit,

I can’t face rejection as well,

How should i smile when i know that i stand nowhere a midst the crowd?

 

World goes by my smirk smile; yet i am a lachrymose.

Around the world as i go, i find myself trap in sorrows and unending desires;

I long for a start, i long for a shore free from world of riches;

 

A midst the crowd i fail to survive,

No reason could justify why?  Though the path i chose was sweet

And perfect yet no one is there to hold my hand.

I am a mourner every day,

Because Along With The Sunset, My Hopes Die And The Dark Day Starts.

Author's Note

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