Miracles
When the dark nights glimmer with glitter
When the storm you detest, passed quicker
When the blood you shed, became the rose
When it's a claustrophobic path and wind blows
When the monochromatic chapter seems prism
When the judgemental ones end their sarcasm
When the ashes of your dreams act as Phoenix
When the droplets from eyes vanished the mist
When the snowflakes of dreams form the dewdrops
When in your lap, the flowers of desires slop
When your imagination becomes the reality
When such miracles come true habitually!
This poem is about:
Our world
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