The Last Hope !

The Last Hope ! long poem

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Make it turn back
If it is falling apart
Make it hold tight
If it just slipped from you
Make yourself worthy of it
Only your soul can be imprinted to it.

From the origin of human race,
In the reckoning of all the sins you will be facing God’s face.
Believe that it belonged to you As It was always yours
Just lost somewhere around
Somewhere in the crowd
But You already knew
you are its real owner
You owned it .
If time comes, you can be its slave.
Like you are born to be rooted to it.
Like You take every single breathe only for it
Make it your zenith.
Certainly, there will be dawn of the truth.
And it will be yours.

Just imagine
How you ever wished for it?
Did you ever?
If yes then it’s meant to be yours forever.
You are destined to be with it till the eternity.
Create and write it in your destiny.
Stop being a waver for the fidelity.

If you lost the faith ,then you are perished.
It is the audacity of dashing hopes
That makes us rise above all
After all it’s the life that need to be cherished.

Sing it along as your last song.
The last song of hope, believe and love.

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