Pile up all the troubles away,
Relax well for the new day.
The alluring moment of our lives,
Is going to lit up in the skies.
The stars twinkling like glitter,
While seeing them my promblems all flutter.
Moon the pearl of our world,
Is shining there for the flowers to curl.
Mom's lap, Father's shoulders and grandma's stories are ready.
For the next day to be neat and sturdy.
The nights are always not peacefully,
Troubling worries, torturing hands that surrounds me completely.
Is my self pride and respect in the future a joke.
I thought, even through this is happening in a stroke.
Will there be no hope, for me to escape this agony.
The beautiful dreams of my nights were crushed deeply.
My skin hurted, my body burned I screamed in pain.
But the evil was just going insane.
Is there really no one to stop this evil s' gain.......

Not all nights are peaceful painful nights are prevailing theft, rape and snatches are still happening. Like, comment, follow if you like my posts. 👍
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