<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=542727" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Lesson from Hopeless Thoughts</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A silent call, a desperate cry<br>A worried smile, asks why, <br>It has been put through such mounts of pain, <br>Without any breaks of relief rain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A troubled soul, a miserable mind, <br>A disturbed heart just wants to find, <br>Somewhere, somehow to be set free, <br>From anguish, depression and anxiety.<br>A shattered body, a bruised soul, <br>A helpless girl, knows she isn’t alone, <br>Yet her mind and heart are not satisfied, <br>For within herself, she cannot confide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am a stranger, a stranger to you all, <br>You will never know the depth of my call, <br>I am living in the past still, as you may see, <br>Hence, here I am; stuck, making this plea.<br>My deen is the candle, from darkness to light, <br>It’s what gives meaning and a human’s sight, <br>Yet despite acknowledging all of this, I still do not know, <br>How, out of my depression I might one day grow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, think not, dear friend, that I’ve completely failed, <br>As around my childhood, I’ve driven and sailed, <br>My thoughts have taught never to regret, <br>Just move on from those times and deeply repent…</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rukhsar+Ahmed">Rukhsar Ahmed</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=542727" data-title="A Lesson from Hopeless Thoughts de Rukhsar Ahmed" data-description="A silent call, a desperate cry A worried smile, asks why, It has been put through such mounts of pain, Without any breaks of relief rain. A troubled soul, a miserable mind, A disturbed heart just wants to find, Somewhere, somehow to be set fr..."></div> </div> </div>

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