There are dreams abound
where hopes surround
Fervent wishes are made
for grand plans laid
In a jiffy of sorts
the world comes tumbling down
Hardly any pieces remain
of the demon that’s slain
For all the tearful years
bright rainbows cure fears
With no aim no ambition
but for a steady premonition
The tomes of years appear
like a mountain arreared
How does one trudge on
in shores of dust and grime
For a diamond is but a diamond
no consequence of its predicament
Ever trapped in a safety net
the butterfly flutters albeit
Slow to move in yonder
winning strokes no blunder
The wings come dashing out
on desires of cerebral clout
A thing or two of destiny
it’s a rather fine epiphany
A shore a new beginning
the cross-roads clearly ending
There never is a better time
to make up a new rhyme
The clocks chime in unison
as time blends a revelation
Good times round the corner
a touch of spring after November
Pretty flowers bloom together
a sign from every splendor
A lesson in patience
never comes in haste
Keeping faith for all that’s late
wonders wait at twenty-eight!
Vedasri Siddamsetty 
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