How dark it is, in the diamond mine.
Despite all the stones sparkly shine.
No lights pierce through the first mind.
The hands are bound, the eyes turn blind.
How heavy it is, on shoulders.
Price’s dropping while walking farther.
To be fear that an exit only exists in wonder.
To see the light, again, is what it matters.
How life is exactly a journey of miner.
Choose wisely for those desires.
Carry all, and the death comes faster.
The treasure is for living happier.
How beautiful the ring is on finger
When there is a time to ponder,
A moment to make a smile wider.
Thrill to write a life next chapter.
# Another thought of life understanding
of one who had lost in diamond mining.