Rookie - 20 Points (Nakuru)

Still Waiting

Let the midday rage fade, and my shadow too
Let those brilliant clouds pass, let the sky be blue
It was a cold morning, that sweet orange orient
In that cold daybreak- full of lotus' scent
A valiant spirit, which endured the cold dew
To fight fake friends and foe's forces yet one and few
Heaven knows it too well though hell hides
Tribulations, torture, trials and tormenting tides
Which danced mysterious music in malicious mood

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