Search of Dreams

As a tiny flame on dark, sunless paths,

Nurturing and cradling my burnt-out dreams,

Inside a humble hut built from a handful of earth,

Sorrows leak through like rainwater during a heavy downpour......

Yet, in eyes that never cease to look up,

I continue to search for the dawn of tomorrow.

Beneath a tree adorned with blossoms,

In the weary sigh of a wind falling faint.......

Hidden behind lips that refused to cry,

There lies a story-the story of the human who rests in this soil!

Growing by splitting through solid black boulders,

Our lives are much like resilient roots;

Embracing the scorching embers of the blazing sun,

And freezing numb in the chill of torrential rains.....

Through the trials time has set in store,

Unwavering, he march forward.

Forgotten are the days that dissolved in tears,

In the scent of hard-earned sweat blooming on palms,

Lies hidden the golden light of new dawns.

With the chant of inner strength in weary hands,

Holding hands even as the twilight sun begins to fade,

Rising again from the very ground where we fall......

Of those who knew hunger, of those who shed sweat,

The story of the light held in trembling hands!

Resonating through the heartbeat of this earth,

Of endless desires, of unyielding hope......

The eternal saga of human survival!

Through every shadow that tried to claim my name,

I carry in my chest an unyielding flame.

Let the storms rage and the cold winds blow,

From the deepest earth, I will shatter and grow.

No fall is final, no dark night supreme-

I am the architect of my own unstoppable dream.