Gloomy eyes saw hollow ahead
Breaths reduced it’s life slowly
Voices walked away further slowly
My body was turning stone mildly.
Life was breathing it’s last,
Was loosing it’s shape and deforming
Alas, nothing stopped the destroy
End was inevitable and close by.
Come one sunny day, and the ice melted,
Birds were singing and sea dancing,
Clouds falling down with happiness,
Grass flying in joy and gay.
Behold! Am living once again,
Time to rejoice and cheers again,
Love has entered me never to go away,
That picture in the dark is clear again
Dipali Kamani
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