The Lighthouse | Poetry #1

Always have faith on almighty! He will heal you at any verge.

The Lighthouse | Poetry #1
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The Lighthouse | Poetry #1

Years passed but waiting with hope 

Shall you come with a rope..!

Spent decayed gaining insight 

Tomorrow are you crossing the threshold?

Yes! With firm fist hold...

Then give us some ray like a knope.

That would embroider the bounteous road 

Thrill pour upon us the shots of peace 

That make our expeditions with ease 

If it doesn't happens so shall wait till doomsday

That shall also be filled with blossomed gay...

Till I reach the unfathomed depths of my serendipity.

I shall hold you on and never relieve.