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Wednesday, 16 May 2018

3....thinking.......just thinking !

thinking.......just thinking !

Moon Song....Kavya Janani. U
which are her embellishment.
She says not to wipe them,
for those scars are her identity.
An unornamented moon is never
a thing of beauty and pride.

   She is ravishing, albeit, infamous
An apotheosis of God, yet so pragmatic
Larger than life, one who adroitly balances everything
She is my lifeline, the rhythm of my heart.

The debris of our thatched house
Now yields edible green leaves
And a few white roses
That our neighbour wrongfully owns.

Wait for next step..........


photographs: google

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