Scintilla

In the phase of despair

When I was

Broken beyond repair,

You happened to be

The scintilla of hope

In my life.

Like the sun rays,

Touching dark cave.

And white moonlight,

Kissing dimness.

-SHREYA

By Shreya Sharma

I read poems. Sometimes I write poems. And when I am doing nothing, I am sipping coffee.

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