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My last breath....
Eyes that burn with fire,
Moving on without tire.
Towards the twist and turns,
Bearing the burdens of hopes,
As I go towards the end........
Challenging phases to solve,
Journey with faith and certainty,
Maintaining not to involve,
Negative influence to an extent.
As I go towards the end..........
Chaos, disturbance that come in way,
Will never turn my belief away.
Memories that drives me to the tourney,
Travelling along the moan full Journey.
As I go towards the end..........
My heart will hope the last breath,
Will always be good beneath.
On my death bed I am narrating,
My story to you all who are Smiling.
As I go towards the end..........
My grandma passed away from breast cancer. My mom's sister aka my aunt died from blood cancer, My father's Father died from bone cancer and I am truly dedicating this poem to them. I have seen their struggles and pain which made me strong enough to write this poem
- Yours truely , Alice Joyce Apurva.
© Apurva
Moving on without tire.
Towards the twist and turns,
Bearing the burdens of hopes,
As I go towards the end........
Challenging phases to solve,
Journey with faith and certainty,
Maintaining not to involve,
Negative influence to an extent.
As I go towards the end..........
Chaos, disturbance that come in way,
Will never turn my belief away.
Memories that drives me to the tourney,
Travelling along the moan full Journey.
As I go towards the end..........
My heart will hope the last breath,
Will always be good beneath.
On my death bed I am narrating,
My story to you all who are Smiling.
As I go towards the end..........
My grandma passed away from breast cancer. My mom's sister aka my aunt died from blood cancer, My father's Father died from bone cancer and I am truly dedicating this poem to them. I have seen their struggles and pain which made me strong enough to write this poem
- Yours truely , Alice Joyce Apurva.
© Apurva
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