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K Balachandran Apr 2017
Last drop of water,
Quivers"Sorry"at the faucet,
It's my turn to fret.
K Balachandran Apr 2017
He was lake placid
Her shadow fell on water,
The lake is ablaze.
K Balachandran Apr 2017
Lonesome evening star,
Above millions of neon sparks,
Illusions in time.
K Balachandran Apr 2017
She stops, asks a hug,
Our tender hug was pictured,
A scented moment.
At the Mahatma Gandhi Road, Bangalore, the other day
K Balachandran Apr 2017
A construction crane,
Kisses skyscraper maiden
Red faced sun on edge.
K Balachandran Apr 2017
A fragrance distinct,
The scent of new rain on earth,
jubilant nature
K Balachandran Apr 2017
Rows of trees burst out,
Symphonies of violet.
High notes of fragrance.
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