Still Waits - Poem by TADASHA TRIPATHY
When the society is found
Still with more breakage waiting
Found as a pool
Full of innocent tears
As a golden history of corruption
As if a historical place of failure
Though surviving but
Unable to withstand again.
Still future waits for good
Way waits for light
Though aware of
Which we often want.
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