Ewawa Magazine

My heart feels bitter, in the midst of busyness The suffering became my friend Life becomes empty, I think I live without purpose. My goal almost failed My goal almost faded My goal is almost useless. because something makes me fall down. My heart is hovering like a bird in the air Soul was not calm because of sudden problems The suffering being a part of my life because they always experience it. I am looking forward to when I will be gone My hope is only to the God Because I know His plan is the best in my life. I Hope God Will make away. Writer: Melki Bobii