The Embittered Sympathisers

Nov 7, 2022

1 min read

By Arushi Manchanda

Tears rolled down those eyes, simultaneously.

They were working to hold upon, sedulously.

Aware of the fact,

that waters could’t be clutched.

The flames, wouldn’t allow him,

to be touched.

However the whines of the wind,

had them gripped.

Different were their harbours,

yet together they were to trip!

By Arushi Manchanda

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