My existence so pointless for all to see,
Alike shadow of a parched tree

Despite the presence of loved ones
Dwells loneliness inside
Welled up tears manifesting glee,
My eyes have often cried.

Bawling in happiness had me cloyed,
In this world, I feel anxious and paranoid.

Monsoon has poured its heart out,
With passion, the rivers are gushing about
Flowers have started to blossom,
Smiling buds present a sight awesome

Barren remained a solitary branch, albeit spring shower,
That thus far never could bear a flower.

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