"THE MOLDY HOPE"

Do you remember that we had sowed a plant in our garden Come and see it has blessed with fruits Some sour and some sweet This is the outcome of it’s long years' Penance Burning summers, ruthless monsoons, and freezing winters That much it suffered It was entitled to get the fruitage

But what about the plant I sowed The plant of hope I didn’t get the fruitage so far Don’t have any clue Till when it would have to burn And how many nights it will be agonized Don’t know when it will get the outcome of penance

May be never May be I sowed the bushes of acacia May be I sowed a wrong seed Or a moldy hope