It’s hard.

It’s full of pain…

The feeling of loss conquers every part of me.

My words can’t express in detail what had occurred upon us…

It is wrath taking “payback” assessment.

It is chaos killing our very existence.

To die.

To have very life thrown into a vague, dim and agonizing depth.

To lose our hope.

My despairs are appalling.

If the grains of sand are my thoughts,

And every star in the sky speaks on behalf of everything I feel,

It would still fail by far to acquaint with all my heart contains…

These past days are solemn.

These are the times I have to compel myself to breathe

To let live.

To cease the fear

To silence the doubts

And to bring forth hope to weary hearts.

Enmity has its own source of hell.

Animosity fills our heart with acrimony beyond compare.

Doubts

A handful of doubt

Yet not a single bit of faith.

Now….

Are we to struggle still?

To let hope do its part

And fight back all uncertainties?

The answer is irresolute

But there is light in every shadows

There is courage for every fright

There is sunshine after the rain

I would have to bet for “yes”

For I am with no choice

I just have to deal with my misery the way it is intended to

The way it is planned

In the manner I ought to

For I have to grow

In mind

In body

In faith

Not because I have to

But because I MUST

For my subsistence

For my fortitude

For others

And for my life

In due faith I trust in HIM

Thus, my creed is upon you

It’s a basic instinct. Letting go of life is an act of deliberate foolishness. But, what if there are no answers to be found? No refuge for hope? Not even a single link for life is on hand. Life truly is a multitude of confusion. A sea filled with ambiguity. A fortress of questions and awe. Life is a stronghold wherein the only way to conquer it is to experience pain, disappointments, frustrations and difficulty. Success is in failure’s realm. And the only way to abide triumph is to be with a heap of letdowns. Our existence, be it bane or blessed, is a trek filled with nuisance and struggles. These are manna for our being. Hope is hard to find, but once we reach out for it, we attain the real essence of living. And that is living despite hindrances, not giving up regardless of failure’s presence and fulfilling the deepest desire of our life.

To live is our purpose…….