It’s a painful
song;
sung
with vocal chords,
dampened
in their blood.
It’s a stirring
act;
enacted
by the corpses,
of
our own ambitions.
It’s a rousing
rendition;
of
the dramatic saga,
of
our spirited struggles.
It’s a mesmerizing
reenactment;
of
heroic battles fought,
by
anyone great. Ever.
It’s an adroit
narrative,
of
thriving in hopelessness,
But;
it’s just life.
© Jay Kaushal
Thriving in hopelessness, you got me with that one but I realised over time, hope was luxury but a necessary ingredient to survive.
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Yes, no doubt. No matter what, you gotta keep your hopes up, you gotta keep your dreams alive. Perseverance and endurance stem from hope. 🙂
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You got me again with no matter what! Kudos to you for being so precise and right on point, always!
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Hehe boy! I am flattered now.
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Hahaha!
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