I will Bloom - A Ghazal From the crevices of shattered belief, I will bloom To bring back the glee, expelling grief, I will bloom. Even after the aeon of melancholic fall and departure, As a ray of bliss, arising with novel leaf, I will bloom. The sun seems scorching and the hope is laying dead With the petrichor of first rain; a relief, I will bloom. Amidst this domineering throng of two-faced cacti With an essence to be welcomed as lief, I will bloom. Will this conceited society ever let you rise, Sweta? From the crystal rills to the rock massif, I will bloom. A Ghazal on blooming. #dndwow #yqdnd #dndwow256 #poemtime #yqbaba #englishghazal #ghazalsalltheway #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with Democrats & Dissenters
