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Anamika US St.Thomas School Thiruvananthapuram
Threatenings..

My eyes melted,

A cloud of sentiments..

How can I survive,

From the emerging rust?

 

Dampened thoughts,

Departured forgiveness..

Regretted faiths and

Swallowed visuals..

 

Where shall I stay?

How can I cry?

The moving winds have,

Shaken my lives..

 

The soundless shores..

And the clattering pasts,

Where is my future?

Wanna navigate..

 

It sounds alike,

The fear and destiny..

The spirits of inquiry,

Strangled my voice..

 

Diverted from the track,

Me alone as horror and

Terrifying storms..

Glimmered my face!!

 

Miserable composes,

And the dawn with sea tides..

Where shall I pray?

For a holi incentive..

 

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