Persistence

Underneath the dawn's gleaming power,

Is a tear rolling down my cheek.

An empty space throbbing each hour;

A suppressed voice wanting to soar and seek.

A single hope amidst the barren night,

Cracked ablaze within me.

But looking through this soundless sight,

Wont drench my soul with its beauty.

I hear not the breathing calmness of life

Of subtle subsistence and awakening.

Within my being I cuddled to strife,

The phase of hoping and drudging.

The dawn that once roused my heart,

Is now drowned in the stream of exhaustion.

Even If I try, I couldnt start,

To defend a rowdy fight from reason.

Im now weary to face the rising sun,

And wretched to glance or follow.

Another day, another life has just begun,

A meek struggle for yesterdays tomorrow.