#WritcoPoemPrompt23

At the end of the tunnel,
There's always a light,
Sometimes soft, at times bright
Sometimes hard, at times shine
All crucial is, there's always a soft,
At the end of it.

I say, ' Roses live ruddy,
Violets live gloomily,
Being Shine glow,
Is living wildly.'

Hard can be faced,
Hard can be denied also,
But the truth lives always right.
Being truthful,
makes you glow sharp.

Dark can trample down
If we need values,
Dark can be welcomed
If we want Success too,
Like a deep ocean called
The Pacific,
large as Bright,
deep as Marina.
dark as universe out of the earth,
with a little brighter than the sky.

At the end of the tunnel,
There's always a light,
like the bright sun.

_@lucky18_