
by Mimansha Ranjan
Contributing Writer
Tell me it gets easy,
I would never give up my belief;
Tell me it is false,
The impression you impeach.
Tell me this is real,
And lead me to the light;
Tell me this is right,
And I am not obliged to fear.
Tell me about those nights,
The reality we wondered;
Tell me this is our time,
And make me yours forever.
Tell me how to learn,
And stick to my sanity;
Tell me to let go,
And fall under gravity.
Tell me I will be fine,
And see me shine high;
Tell me it gets alright,
With every passing breeze.
Tell me I am not trapped,
And it is not a dream;
Tell me flowers bloom,
And make it come true.
Tell me I can breathe,
And teach me how to live;
Tell me no goodbyes,
And let this moment freeze.
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