There is hope..

When I walk along the street alone ..
a sudden pang of pain sweeps accross the bone..

waiting at the corner of my eyes ready to barge out..
I fight it back and not let the silly thing fall out.

For I was too naive to take life easy and go the way it took me
never for once did i realize that i was losing myself in the spree

ready I am to take all ridicule, ready I am to take it on the face,
For I don’t see any fear to be the way I am,

There I see the sagging twig and the falling branch .
frail and clinging on to the tree,
each one of these has some pain,
but still it is so beautiful to give away

the persistence and grit to hold on and not let go,
The selfless love and elation it spreads on and on.

Filled with anger I kill that tear, I look at the bright sun with a smile,
For there is always hope and plenty of love around to keep us alive..