Not Forsaken

by Shernaz Wadia

Eyes pinned on the seam

between belief and betrayal

She scans existence -

Not even a mirage

in the dunes of hopelessness.

Spirit parched and grainy

she awaits the gale of gloom

to blow her off sanity’s edge,

When rises a dim spectre

Hazy beyond recognition

Stricken nerves begin pulsating

Ebbing courage creeps forward

Faith advances - slow but sure -

Held precious and steadfast

In a friend’s warm heart.

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Comments on this Poem

Great to hear from you Mallick! Always grateful to you for your appreciation and unstinting praise. Regards,

Shernaz
03-Feb-2020 08:04 AM

Deep thoughts. I admire your compositions. Thank you, Shernaz.

Kumaendra Mallick
03-Feb-2020 07:26 AM