Journey Toward Hope
We're striving for a happier life to accept
Degrees, careers, and family with dignity
With a second chance, a fresh start
Facing the challenge, aiming for emotion.
Our homeland, once an echo of battlefields
Fear entrenched deep in the heart
Thoughts, feelings, souls in need of mending
Inhaling freedom, a journey to excel.
Like birds without shelter, vulnerable
Our bleeding hearts, unseen, are hidden
Life, unpredictable, requires meditation
Navigating fate with determination.
Memories linger of war's cruel obscurity
Yet forward we move, leaving behind the flames
Dreaming of days where peace is our identity
Hoping for freedom of heart and mind.
Hope is dreaming of tomorrow
Hope is simmering under sorrow
Hope is unique and free of cost
Hope is the last thing ever lost.
Author _ Mohammed Arshad Amin
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