I Hope Not To Blame

I Hope Not To Blame short poem

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If someone is having bad time
Then surely good time arrives
That time you’ll feel very lucky
When everything is going fine
But what one should do
When life is becoming a dirty game
When fate is not with you
Then on whom will you put the blame.
Putting blame on another is nothing
It’s just an excuse
It’s you by who’s fault
Your life has been misused
World is full of strangers
Don’t let anyone use you like stuff
Be careful of your surrounding
‘Cuz living a good life is very tough
I say stop putting blame on others
Remember they all are your brother and sisters
It will be shame for you
If same thing you will do
Have full faith in your dream
And in your life,
Have full faith on god
And on your choice.
If someone had bad time
Then surely his good time has arrived
Have full hope in saying
“If winter comes can spring be far behind”.

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Memories are the only thing I have of you with me.. If only I could call your name and laugh with you just one more time..I would not mind cherishing that memory as our last..I'll call out your name once more and save a space for you in my heart anytime.Becoz u ve ol of my heartU r my everything.Come back to me someday with the warm smile on your face,For you are the only one who can fill my heart.~Winter Sonata(Hope this winter bring me your love as it did before)
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Nadeem Qazilbash
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A very positive message of looking inward to take that step towards happiness irrespective of the direction of the winds.

Shabeeh Kamoonpuri
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Beautiful thoughts expressed in this poem.keep writing Veronika, well done.

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