So many lonely
Souls around
Wanting to Find
common Ground
Many beads
Many pearls
Broken necklace
Lost to dirt
Petals strewn
Bouquets torn apart
Who will put them
In a vase
Oppressive breaths
Palpable pains
Sadness soaked
In every grain
Smile on face
Slice of hope
Another mile
I'll walk
tight rope
Nalini
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