Express The Inexpressible

Though you are repressed with the gloom of loneliness,

Sometimes, you still miss the warmth of cooperation.

Though your negativity plights you in despair,

Sometimes, you ought to find beatitude all around.

Though your mind appends evident concerns in exclusiveness,

Sometimes, you still hunch to corroborate them in inclusiveness.

Though your soul is adapted to the essence of negligence,

Sometimes, you still wish to relish the notion of acknowledgement.

Though your heart lost all the hope of wondrous survival,

Sometimes, you still crave to live the life of your dreams.

Though you find none beside you for your subsistence,

Sometimes, you still urge to be surrounded by your dear ones.

- Diya