Buried #Orange The World #16 days

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It is said that the night is darkest

Just before Dawn breaks


Every new moon night

Gives birth to an exhilarating Dawn


Every tunnel

Ends in a sparkle of light


You buried me with malice

Not knowing

I was a seed


You clipped my wings

Not knowing

I would soon soar solo to the limitless sky


You chained my feet

With dead weights of treachery and deceit

Not knowing I would break free


It was the lord’s grace

That despite being buried

I chose to burst

Through the cracks of the soil

Reborn as a seedling

To grow into a towering Redwood



Only to be Reborn


by Aabha Rosy Vatsa, Faridabad






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