Gloom

Smile has taken a flight
Towards the sky of gloom
As the beauty of a flower
Withered, can never bloom.

The face of our happiness
Has turned pale with sorrow
That has darkened our soul
To see the Light tomorrow.

Life seems painful to live
In the world without the one
Who was expected to come
Sweetening our life like a bun.

BHASKARANAND JHA BHASKAR



Poetry by BHASKARANAND JHA BHASKAR
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Written on 2010-07-06 at 14:04

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