After harrowing hours
hoping to see the day, you arrive
at the end of a tunnel, and find
a misty twilight.
You watch a dying sun,
bloody wounds on firmament
and glittering streetlights.
Yet on you trudge,
for the road shines ahead
and you’re not bothered
by the nagging shadow.
"Yet on you trudge,"
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Arun, the imagery is infused with emotion.
The ending is really good.
Chen-ou
Thanks Chen-ou, the original was "Yet you trudge on", but I later changed it as suggested by a friend. Lol.
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