Please don’t cry, my dear friend...
There’s a lot yet to be seen...and this is not the end...
A lot to be given and given only...
Craving to take just once, but still waits the empty hand...
Masses around... hostile walk...
Toiling feet ...not meant to stop...
If you feel they’ll hear you and turn to see...
Then, know that it would be an unanswered knock...
When tears lose their value...
And love is weighed against feathers so heavy...
The nights no longer remain dark...
Coz the days become darker than the darkest of them...
But go on and on, stop not, my friend...
Coz the heaven prepares to see you smile...
It’s not in vain, your sweat of brow...
Never in vain your noble love...
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