SOMEDAY

Someday realisation will dawn upon you,

Someday it will be the time to bid adieu,

To all the nightmares that have a grudge against your sleep,

To all the memories which swelter your breathe.

Someday you will see your bravest self,

Someday you will transform into the wished miraculous elf.

Bathe all the fears in the present lagoon,

Don’t be susceptible to past, take it as an immune.

Have faith in your old self and you will surely survive,

Just battle with your innermost self if you desire to see that day in your life!!! 


Someday

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