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Lighthouse When you are lost, Lost somewhere into nowhere. When the treacherous times, Have played tricks with you. The witches of circumstances, Have pricked you, frightened you. When the blaze of misfortune, Has blinded your vision. Raise your head and look at me, I will be your Lighthouse. When the grey of life, Has painted your fate black. The fluke of destiny, Has duped you, deceived you. When the darkness of providence Has shaded your path gloomy. Raise your head and look at me, I will be your Lighthouse. I may be far away, I may be stiff, stoic, I may seem powerless, A little ragged, bruised. But I have a light, And so, I will be your  lighthouse.

HOPE RISES!! When the birds don’t sing the morning song When the colour of sunrise is not vermilion When the green of the grass loses its tinge When the evil indulge in their own morbid binge Hope rises!! When the rain doesn’t drench you anymore When the sunshine is bereaved of its radiance galore When the blue of the sky appears a shade impure When the intrigue of a ravine ceases to lure Hope rises!! When mornings to evenings is a lifeless tourney When life becomes a stale, repetitive journey When the circle of life becomes an oblong When the desire to persist is not so strong Hope rises!! When you can only laugh but can never smile When you have only slept and not relaxed for a while When you have not danced blithely in the rain When you have not fallen in love again Hope rises!!