.....was all about doubts.
Never figured why.
Never tried.One after another came by.
It never left my psych.
Quarreled all night.
Never spoke for days.Now its all about faith.
When people lost it
I found it.
Realised,
Faith is within me.
The faith that keeps me going
Is the understanding
That to be faithful is my duty
To expect the same is awful.
But to remain faithful
They need to be happy with me.
Moreover they have to have the want
To be with me.
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A Storm of Thoughts
PoetryWhy remain dormant when you can burst out and let the world know?