An old poem…
When you had faced the hardest time,
I told you to keep your faith alive.
When you had cried in front of me,
I told you ‘it will pass’.
When you had dropped your knees
I told you God had planned it all.
Then time passed;
You realised HIS plan and all.
After so many years
Thanks to God!
You are joyful again and well-settled;
Hopefully, the storm has passed!
Now I am here in my dropped knees,
I am crying in my hardest time.
My own advices seem illogical.
When I was in my happy space,
Supported from all sides,
I gave you advise.
And now when I am in your old slippers,
I am realising the pain you had gone through.
But oh dear Adversity!
Thank you for all.
I have seen you play,
I have seen it all.
You hurt, you burn,
But to make an awakening call.
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