The Ardent Of Life

Let’s glimpse the shine of morning;
Hope is bided and waiting.
Our deed is needed;
To accomplished the success of life.

Sometimes we get wrong;
It is not a buzzer to be upset.
But a button to learn from mistake;
Is an interest to open a door of hope.

Hope through the narrow of darkness;
Bother and fear are nowhere.
Because they bring a mini-light;
Courage, reserve through the narrow path.

Quite prayer is a guide;
Hope to be gracious and blissful.
Our fully blast is entail;
Because the Lord’s mercy is real.

The hall of hope is screaming;
Glimpse the ardent of life.
Darkness of hope is lightning;
And uphold the luck of hope.


  1. SnowHearT says:

    Awe, thank you 😊

    Liked by 1 person

  2. parikhit dutta says:

    Such an encouraging poem 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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