The Last Leaf

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Last leaf fell at last

No thunder or wind flow that night

Snow or rain, nothing did fall

Neither there was any fight

But, the last leaf have fallen

Hope is just wiped out.

Is there any painter?

Who can paint last leaf for me.

So that I can take breath in its air

So that hope can survive.

Categories: English Poetry

Anjali Gupta

In One Word.....Butterfly!

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