Poems ,Stories and lot more .. By Maneesha Purandare

Hope As one door closes the next one opens Dont know where it will lead to. My hopeful heart peeps through it And wanders into the vibrant blue! There was no gloom and doom inside, There wasn't any painful anguish in there. Harnessing were they the vibrant energy In the room and everywhere. Thoughtfulness, empathy and kindness Stood by each other in this moment of despair, Riding high was the sun of hope In a cloudless sky somewhere!! Riding high was the sun of hope In a cloudless sky somewhere!! Maneesha Purandare COVID-19 lockdown Day 8 30.3.2020