Bright or dim, people have their choices to make; Every smile has a touch, every frown implies a tale; bright of hope, Or linger in the twilight,people have their stories to tell
On the holiday night,
the world starts cheering up,
lights are bright or dim,
colors burst alive;
flowers bloom and plume;
people come and go;
when the shadow falls,
and the dark moment draws near,
we ponder around, where shall we steer...
Every moment’s a chance,
every path is a choice
In the abundance of knowledge,
there’s so much to grow.
On the steep hilltop,
or at the serendipitous valley deep,
bright or dim, where shall we head to?
The emerging thoughts are provocative;
some brighten up surroundings;
others dim down the small world;
some hold the light of hope;
others cast the shadow of grey zones;
Through the path of-
highs and the lows,
can we keep moving forward?
Bright or dim,
people have their choices to make;
Every smile has a touch,
every frown implies a tale;,
bright of hope, Or linger in the twilight,
people have their stories to tell;
For even in the darkness, there’s a spark to find,
A flicker of the future,
a promise intertwined;
every opportunity has risks in it;
adversity makes us endure;
But when the shadows fall,
and the night draws near,
Can we rise like the dawn,
or let the darkness take it?
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