The mental foil that alienates
Surrender from hope and vigor
Hope of conjuring a wave eventually
Even as the last thought drags itself
On the vast sea bed that is stark
Naked with a single drop to drape .
Vigor of a youthful and blazing noon
Even when the twilight smoulders
And the sun sinks within the horizon
In search of a chirping morn sometime
The vigor to tide over the testing times
By merely waiting for the hour to hatch
The longest night will have a dawn sometime
Only for the one who waits for long enough.
Delhi
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