Anjali'smind

Our Hearts- fragile as a feather, Twirling around emotions- need something to nurture,  The world outside seems unlit and cluttered,  Hope emerges as a Rainbow- calming down the thunder.  Our Hearts- always aspiring for the cherry blossoms to stay,  But the essence of time is unbiased- awaiting different seasons at its bay.  Seasons have a cycle just as our life's have a curve,  Hope emerges as the mild breeze- keeping us excited for the spring to again uncover.  Our Hearts- often curious about the future,  Infinite combinations coded- fear in mind creates a tumor,  Dark clouds surround, Tears shed down,  Hope emerges as a therapy from the skies- kind words of love lift up the self esteem's crown.   Our Hearts- smile when "Hope and Reality" intersect,  Incase they end up as parallel lines- Uhh it is very tough to accept,  The fate of nectar's taste lies within the Universe's hive,  Hope emerges as the elixir- keeping Our Hearts alive !  Anjali Shah