Power With In


She comes every evening, She sings the melody of life.

With Sunrise, we get lost into the wilderness of world,
By the evening when our consciousness returns,
I find myself heading towards the darkness of night,
There She comes and lights a lamp.

Yes, she comes every evening, She sings the melody of life.

Caught up in the web of imaginations,
Ever creating and recreating dreams after dreams,
At the end when, I repent over my broken dreams,
There She comes with a fresh dream.

She comes every evening, She sings the melody of life.

In the win-lose game of life,
When I get completely defeated and
Return home with full of sorrow.
There She comes with another new way.

She comes every evening,She sings the melody of life.

Who on earth will understand?
The agony of my dilemma,
I know it is NO one, NO where,
But it is with me, inside my inner being.
She gives me this realization.

She comes every evening,She sings the melody of life

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