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K Balachandran Jan 2019
Spring girl eyes around,
To the winter *****’s chagrin;
Each turn brings heartburn!
K Balachandran Jan 2019
Dame  dawn hurried in,
Birds were at cross purposes;
Night left unnoticed.
K Balachandran Jan 2019
Ominous silence!
All clocks chime in unison,
Silence recoils quick
K Balachandran Jan 2019
Night all along was
A monologue of lights,
On prowling darkness!
K Balachandran Jan 2019
Winter spreads white lies,
Thick and fast, so unabashed;
Her lovers shiver!
K Balachandran Jan 2019
On elephant’s back,
Mahout tenuously perched,
Swoons over moon!
K Balachandran Jan 2019
The master craftsman ,
Of this spectacular dusk,
Leaves no signature!
This master craftsman, you would never meet to register your thanks accumulating each consecutive day, because none of us ever meets him. So do a thing ; keep all the accumulation of your unfathomable thanks on account of this and million other things we experience free. Look for any possible opportunity to distribute that invaluable reserve among our fellow beings!
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