At the end of the tunnel,
There's always a light,
Sometimes soft, at times bright.
Coming out of a dark world ,
To get a new and strong mould.
Forgetting all about the dimmed past,
Growing and getting up not so fast.
Going through the road full of dark,
A burning candle at the end of this jerk.
Crossing all shallow junctions,
Journey to reach out a new destination.
Where everything is full of greenery,
And surrounded by a beautiful scenery.
Life is all about sadness and happiness,
Some days full of glory ,
And some becomes gloomy.
Look upon and feel the golden rays,
Move onwards for the new beautiful days.
---- Shiladitya Mondal
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