In A Losing Track Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

It seems there will be no change
In the near future
Life will go on as it is now
Sorrow will remain as sorrow
It won't transform into joy

Your heart has become a desert
Flower of love no more blooms
Cool wind of care ceases to flow
And birds of trust don't chirp anymore

It seems there will be no clouds
Bearing rain of trust and faith
That will fall upon us
Drag us close to each other
And soak our hearts so that
In the oasis of love we
Can quench our thirsts