Vikrant Kelkar


Rainbow

The vast vagueness in colorless and pale life
Untraceable footsteps lost in the sand
Lost its way to a home or a shrine
Nothing shall vanish with a stroke of wand
The rivers shall rise and overflow
Soon flood they will the town gates
Ending civilizations, miseries and fates
Yet the widow’s weed shall outgrow
The tree who begs for a blissful breath

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