Cold reflections

It has been days and nights,

Nights longer than the days,

The land is frozen and the bays;

 

The words have dissolved,

In the dark cold silence,

Pricks and pains one can sense;

 

Not a single ray of hope,

The hopeful eyes can see,

To break the ice in the sea;

 

The dawn can’t help,

Not even the spring,

One can’t fly with a broken wing;

 

It’s “your” rise that is longed for,

Like the sun for the earth,

To give a rejuvenated new birth!

 Copyright 2016 Chitkala Mulye (Chitkala Aditosh

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