A Better Tomorrow
Clouds on ivory flotilla waver,
sailing on serene air in cobalt sky,
turned to a fleet of lethal haze of scare,
our lives changed as shadows of danger pry.
Out of intimate web almost extinct,
desolate mind is pained in times of strain.
Hope lingers, spurred by survival instinct,
cracks in closeness widen, won’t close again.
Splendor of sunburst sky I long to see,
when black clouds of threat would drift away far,
rays of hope through dismal milieu reach me.
It’s time to revere the ravaged nature.
For the things from our children we borrow,
let us gift them a better tomorrow.
September 25, 2020
Syllable count : 10 each line
checked on howmanysyllables.com
Contest : A Better Tomorrow
Sponsor : John Hamilton
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2020
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