Aradhya

Waiting...

Winter rolls to Spring and,

Clouds part for the Sun

When days get harder 

and fights break sphere, 

When toddlers moan in hunger,

And Patriots wail in agony, 

When law turns astray 

And all goes wrong, we last,

Waiting... Waiting for light,

Embers of hope 

Yet where is the end,

that glows with warmth?