PRERNA

FATE, not lie in my hands though, 

Agonies shall never conquer my woe,

Sympathy which stays my biggest foe,

when Hope shall stand a little low,

what my little lips shall try is an adamant no!

Castigate, you will 

for the futile efforts-

that I endlessly put,

but I will stand,

I will live

the life, which i forever dreamed.

I hope not for a hand,

Or a wizard's magic wand,

I hope not for the God's panacea, 

But a ray of HOPE,

Or a little bit of PRERNA!

-Satyagni