All the ways of my life
becoming vanished going in vain
as I alone in the gloomy sea
all creatures are in conflict with me
I had no power to fight
but I never put my arms down
There is some flash of sun
A fleck of hope began to burn
my heart became a beast
and my arm waiting for a feast
all my body dipped with blood
but my fleck of hope
is still burning on
And I will fight with the who
ANUPAM SINGH
YEAR - 2007
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