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 Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related By Shreya Sharma I read poems. Sometimes I write poems. And when I am doing nothing, I am sipping coffee. View all of Shreya Sharma's posts.