Hills of hope
by Mahak Raithatha S
Walking along in my way
Trodden paths sometimes guiding my way
Sometimes making my own way
Storms changing my way
Inspired to the greatest feelings, One day
Doubting that anything exists, the other day
A genie might help me someday
Climbing the mountains that lay
Just to find one more in my way
Still walking along in my way
Rolls-Royce, I shall drive home one day
Because with the hills of hope, there’s no gloom
Because with the hills of hope, we bloom.
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Mahak Raithatha S
