We, human only looks good if we are humane. We work day and night. We would have no importance of light if there was no darkness and vice-versa and simmilarly no importance for life without death. If we even work all day we become tired but still we have a long way to go before we fulfill our PUR...
A wandering soul dreams of coming face to face with her own remarkable self in the mirror. She realizes how afraid she has become to really live her life, and how she has forgotten who she is. We can only remember by seeing our own reflections.
I wrote this poem for someone going through a very hard time in their life when they thought they had no hope left for the future. They told me they read this poem over and over and it helped them make it through the ordeal they were going through. Hopefully, it will help someone else.
Touch through the love of the most high and his angel after being in a place of destitute and depression, my eyes were once opened by by the presence of the almighty father love in my life. That's when I wroterthis