Make me sway beneath thy plight!
Life’s turned over new realms,
Gay no more, I've been lost!
Bring me back, lest I cease along;
In wind and rain, my splendour mourns!
I, a sad soul, revival calls;
On this diary, should truth be known.
I keep a vow, with persistent hope,
In spite of slips and spills of young,
To happiness, in which I truly believe,
God witness this, I will persevere!
By: Anoop M. Mathew
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