Dark cloud laden life

No glimmer,no shine
Life is as dark as seasoned wine.
Tears float in the catches of lashes,
Dried emotions are dried walnut crust.
Dreams are dead ,ashes whirling in the air,
Now loneliness crushes the ones who lived in pairs.
The last leaf on the tree of hope
About to fall,and be crushed.
Time was spent,but no one took efforts,
All major thoughts were dead before being rushed.
No breaths are left,yet gasping for life,
Why does the soul still refuses to part,despite all strife.

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About Nalini Srivastava

I am an Indian.I write to let go of myself.It is my catharsis.My biggest inspiration is my son and every passing moment of life.I am a teacher by profession and the way I love to write ,I love to teach.With my one solo poetry book already published "Feminine Musings" hope many more will see the light.

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