struggle - Popular Poems and stories from category

Conspiracy of singing sounds,
Of Northern winds and human crimes
Brings the delicacy of movements
That follows people with demise.

My soul is like the oar that momently Dies in a desperate stress beneath the wave,
Then glitters out again and sweeps the sea:
Each second I'm new-born from some new grave

I can't give up i gotta grind
i gotta strive i gotta get to the paradise
Life's not easy,but with a hardship comes ease.
Everybody needs money