Try

Watered eyes that once were dry,
That blissful heart - with a dreadful cry.
The end of hope - the time of despair,
The moment when pain, is hard to bear,
When relinquishment, the desire wears,
When the heart sinks, in abject tears.
The soul breaks, in vile cries,
O men! Don't lose hope; it's the time to rise.
Keep up. Retain hope - and find your trace,
And then you in its arms, will the destiny embrace.
Fall once, and then, try again,
And over you the mirth, of triumph will rain.

Asadullah

IX- M

BSS North Nazimabad Cambridge Branch