Sit here among the thorns of change
No time inside the soul to cling
Upon the breast of midnights range
No solace to the heart it brings
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Feeble thoughts break from the mist
Dark days of loss turn paper thin
A silent scream on hungry lips
Break from the mind of 'might have beens'
\great again... the change must have some hectic time to face and there must be some hurdle to pas on... and the cahnge and its thorns are inter related to each other..change depends to the change of culture and culture is some time very dearing..but the change never can be stopped and it will come as you said all in thsi poem..liked the way to write..and idea is quite rich..10/10
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Feeble thoughts break from the mist Dark days of loss turn paper thin A silent scream on hungry lips Break from the mind of 'might have beens' \great again... the change must have some hectic time to face and there must be some hurdle to pas on... and the cahnge and its thorns are inter related to each other..change depends to the change of culture and culture is some time very dearing..but the change never can be stopped and it will come as you said all in thsi poem..liked the way to write..and idea is quite rich..10/10