Aspiration

Tethering my hopes
As unsteady hands
Grope
On last straw
My rope

My be it'll rain
On this parched
Terrain
Fragrance of Earth
Easing my pains.

A slice
Of the rainbow
Just there
For me
Piece of that paradise
Where Ill too be free
Nalini

by Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi

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