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Chittaranjan Nanda

Abstract Classics Fantasy

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Chittaranjan Nanda

Abstract Classics Fantasy

My Vision Of Life

My Vision Of Life

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Everything dies out,

Rainy morning,

Waiting for the arrival

Like dawn with new hope,

I was born to be my best,

I am waiting for the arrival

Of good days,

I have hope.


Rain pours down,

Light flashes open,

Everybody gets ready 

To crush

Wet and muddy pathways,

I was born to be my best,

I am waiting for the arrival

Of good days,

I have hope.


Humans may below right now,

Being hurt right now by

Harsh, inhuman character 

Of present leaders of the world,

But love shall pull through,

When all seems in broken heart,

By the tender touch of the soul,

Which brings always a smile,

I am waiting for the arrival

Of good days,

I have hope.


Human is not aware 

Of its own power,

Humanity is influenced by

Some leaders' own self-interest,

There is a good soul in every human,

Allow time to pass,

Something is to happen 

In the passage of time,

All external influences will vanish,

Assertive power is in existence,

It will unite the good souls,

One day pain of pretending live,

Will wither away bad human,

Humanity is to wait 

Until the flower blossoms 

And blooms,

I am waiting for the arrival

Of good days,

I have hope,

This is my vision of life


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