My Return

Poem By Pragya Jain

They've lost hopes of my return,
Never mind, I'l make them relearn.
I've almost lost in this war
Never thought this would be something I'd write for
I am tired now; lost and low
My dreams are shaking, this life is slow!
I've lost few friends; said 'hi' to many enemies
But no here gets my unease
Yes, there is darkness all around me
But still the tiniest speck of hope is inside me
This tiny feeling will grow
And make my sorrows flow
I'll be coming back again
Yeah, to some it might be a pain
I am going to fly again
This time I'll fearlessly face the rain
I fell down
But I have to get up
Be back and make them learn,
Of My return.

Comments about My Return

Very impressive write, Pragya. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.


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