Aftab Alam (15 th April 1967 / , , RANCHI,)
Awake, awake, O my torn fate! Be wise
Why you fall? Can’t you rise?
Hurry up! before the body is buried deep,
Keep thy change that ye must keep.
In the dark, every night, starry dew,
Every day, Sun chirped on my window,
Pearls perish and whither they go
Knew not but know, perceived by few!
In the darkest moment of the life,
When tears incessantly flow then
I Open the window, there’s the peeping sun;
Ah! that's the courage for me for future strife.
Till there is the sun, shall not dew perish?
Hope and struggle unto future ye must kiss.
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