Doomed
The Summer sun doesn't shine,
in my life for a long time.
Monsoons surely bring rain,
to celebrate my pain.
I'm in my late Autumn,
gradually becoming numb.
And waiting for Winter to arrive,
I don't know how long can I survive.
As spring has turned away her eyes,
I've landed in Inferno, banished from Paradise.
My flowers will no longer bloom,
I know I've approached my coldest doom.
~ Manisha Roy
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