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My Hope for Sunshine After Rain

The Sunny day that brings "LIGHT" again

I am aware of the Thorns
The quaky sound of agony
Muds which stops every steps

Again,amidst the thorns
Comes the thunder,
wind and maybe earthquake
A fall of a giant House and
the flood which keeps our windows shuts

Alas! Isn’t that what makes us humans
To walk through the despair
so as to recognize the delight
Isn’t the thorns in turn a petrichor
I meannn a pleasant, sweet and
earthy scent of nature

I am aware of the thorns
But I choose to wait!!
For that Sunny day
Which brings light again