CoLoUrS At ThE CrOsSiNg

sometimes the colours of life go pale and dull ,the winds that blow too cold to warm ,the smiles that shine too dull to glow, the nights that come too dark to see!

But just a lil’more time , just at the crossing
The skies blue they’ll become
The morning would spell the splendour. The nights had concealed, the songs of life would sound !

Because love has pained but won ,
Love ‘ TRAVEILED’ but unveils
Love has made a conquest over hate death and shame!

oh! what days to come, to see and smile

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