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9

Poetry

Revival

Meeti Rathi

A deafening silence shrouds the room
All that remains are tatters of dreams
Drops of tears have turned to rivulets and rivulets to an ocean of sorrow
The harrowing stab of hopelessness makes the heart ache
What was supposed to be a new beginning has turned into a nightmare
The future has been sucked into a vaccum
The will to fight is long gone
The dreams that perished now burn in a pyre
Victories of the past feel like a hoax
Crippling fear is all that stays
The soul seeks a revival,a saving grace

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